Poetry Slow Burns

[Intro]
Question me, if you feel the need
But poetry, yeah, it’s food, it’s seed
It’s that voice inside, don’t chase the feed
Only found in soul, where the real ones bleed

[Verse 1]
Truth-tellin’, when the world feelin’ shaky
Expression deeper than what they make me
In times where the viral feel so empty
Poetry slow burns, soft, deadly

[Verse 2]
No trend, no brand, just spirit alive
A low voice echo in this dubwise tribe
Not for show, nah, not for fame
But to name the ache and sing the flame

[Chorus]
Poetry, love, it’s necessity
Like roots in ground, like rice and tea
It humbles me, makes me see
In a world so loud—it sets me free

[Verse 3]
All due respect to the creeds and towers
To hierarchies, gods, and ivory powers
But this here, this voice, this vulnerability
Is the only thing that truly carry me

[Verse 4]
See, poetry don’t wear no disguise
It sit in wounds, it look in eyes
It rise when safety’s nowhere near
It speak the holy things we fear

[Chorus]
Poetry, love, it’s necessity
Like rhythm and smoke, like memory
It brings us close, makes us believe
In a language deeper than what we see

[Verse 5]
It fights back hard, against division
It cracks the lies, the cold precision
It builds in silence, burns tradition
It’s love, it’s rage, it’s intuition

[Bridge]
No revenge, no pride to defend
Just bridges built that never end
Across the lines they say divide
I find the awe in every stride

[Chorus]
Poetry, love, it’s necessity
Not some artform, it’s therapy
It’s touch, it’s taste, it’s clarity
It’s what they miss in their prosperity

[Verse 6]
You feel it when it hit you raw
No filter, no pose, no law
It sings us back to where we came
No ego, just fire, soul, and name

[Outro]
Love is god, and music’s the choice
But poetry, woman, that’s my voice
Low and smoky, steady and slow
Just one riddim, deep and low