My Mind is pregnant with thoughts,
but now it's a post Birth in Months,
Overladden with the fruit of knowledge,
Eaten by my forefather,i acknowledge,
Now I'm a surrogate of their action,
Call it metaphor,but poetry is my passion,
Because even when the Bad die,we all say Goodbye...i think therefore, i tweet

I commit my pen to paper in my quietness,
Because i seek 4 water like the wilderness,
My mind is vast yet my thoughts are congested,
like the helix bond of a DNA tightly connected,
What is science without literature?
Even Hammer is not only for furniture...i think therefore, i tweet

Heavy clouds also prouduce scanty rain,
But thicker lines fall from my brain,
Yon can Call it a personification,
But to me it's poetic justification,
I stand acquitted & not guilty
Despite my rhymes presented as filthy
No wonder the latin phenomenom
"Ubi jus ibi remedium"...i think therefore,i tweet.

Sir D'champ's poetry

What kind of a friend are you?A side kick?
On & off you're controlled like a switched-Bulb
You show up mostly at day & at night you go off like a dead Bulb,
You walk round me like a clock
And switch positions from the light & walk across the block,
No wonder you're as dark as Black,
Double sided yet i can't tell your front from the back.
That's why you are my SHADOW!

What are you afraid of?the light?
yet you show up only when it is bright,
And chicken out when falls the night,
You look like me only in frame,
But i wonder if you have a name,
You copy all my actions even when i scream in pain
except you do the same but in vain,
You are as dumb as an idol
Because without my actions you become idle.
That's why you are my SHADOW!

What can you do on your own?To Camouflage?
Only in the dark that's if at all you are around,
You are bound to ƒσℓℓσω me everywhere round,
At night i doubt your presence since you don't talk,
Maybe that's why you don't complain on a Long walk,
You are as stubborn as a pharoah,
Even though you can't be my hero.
That's why you are my SHADOW!