32 Quotes by Wade The Wordsmith

Build in me a fountain that is sanitaryspouting from my ink pen into literary.

Let everybody everywhere see Your Light.Shine it like the bat signal high in the night.It’s once upon a midnight dreary. Poe was right.There’s a raven sitting in, and it’s not taking flight.Send it back to the shore, and make it stay outside.There’s a perfect storm thrashing them on the insidewhere their blindness, and emptiness both collide.I’m all buckled up, Lord. Tested and tried.

So watch me hip, and watch me hopwith thoughts like shots that shoot nonstop.You say you’ve got a beat that you’re gonna drop.But when it hit’s the floor, I’m gonna get my mop.

Pay attention to the lesson that you’re being taught.It’s not a lesson like the lessonsgetting sold and bought.No student loans to take, nomonthly payments to make.No calls from the collectors office at the bank.No need to thank me for your freenonobligatory dormitory.Just row in the know-flowof this revelatory preparatory.

The momentum is momentous,and the rhythm is relentless.It may take you just a moment,but I’m confident you’ll get this.My prepping is a steppingto new levels of cleppingwhere my intellectual weaponis aimed to pep up the repping.

I’m in a room with misfitswho want to cut my wits into bitsand pass them like chips to be dippedin their rips, stripped from my lips.

You can’t highjack my plane or derail my train.I’m in the fast lane with a brain you can’t detain.Don’t try to explain me. You didn’t ordain me.Don’t try to restrain me. You can’t detain me.Oh I’m feeling like a million x a billionx a octillion trillion x whatever = a priceless civilian.Whew!I said whew!

The clowns of society can’t control me.They tend to push a trend that bends to their psychology.Like hounds tracking piety past the beach tree,they fink before they sink, I wink out on the deep sea.Defying all their gravity, watch in HD.Their bark is not a shark, it’s sparked outside sobriety.Their brains lack variety. Print a copy.My know, get one to go, the flow (hero biology).

Can’t bind my mentality—like Houdini.I go not with the flow, my bow shoots very narrowly.The point of my frequency, hold it steady.The aim is not a game. Don’t claim to be a balcony.Can’t see it in clarity from your M.P.Your think is on the brink. Don’t sink in your anxiety.A quick link mentality, find it hasty—your brain can’t catch a train (explains taxi dubiety).