(Instead of waiting until someone has passed, I've decided to write Odes to friends...)
The coolest fool is a cool dude
Stock-piling numbers and knocking out hearts
This man is silky soul smooth
And I've taken notes right from the start
With a cognitive flow and mid-range tempo
My mentor's gained claim to fame
Throw in a mic and a spotlight solo
Now, all the women want a chance to tame...
This cool fool...this cool dude
I've witnessed mature over the years
No longer a young brother, tactlessly rude
Rockin the city swag with a Northern beard
The definition of "cool" is "calm, composed and under control"
Ninety-six (96) percent of the time, he's that
Which leaves three (3) percent of his human soul
Not phased by the one (1) percent of hate-driven attacks
(Through poems, he's taught me that)
Keep striving to chart
And never be silent
Only a few months apart
Yet you've greatly influenced my talent.
(Thanks)
