A Poesy With Moesy: Volume 11

Wassup, It's Moe the Majestic, Mula Moe, Moe Money Moe Problems and I'm back with another blog!

Ight nie, ya gal was seriously contemplating on taking a hiatus for the past couple of months... Life been LIFEIN' hard as hell these past 2 months but, ya'll know Imma persevere regardless.

For those of you who don't know, my Great Uncle passed away the last week of April and to be honest; things haven't felt the same since... I've had a positive disposition about his passing simply due to the life he lived. Unc was the life of the party and the "Wild Card" of my family.

He was a man of few words so, let's dive into this poem!

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By: Moe The Majestic

Your Aura was unmatched to the point where your energy would radiate and attract...

Good vibes and a smile.

Always willing to go the extra mile.

Would only stick around for a little while

Consistently acting crazy and saying things outta pocket.

Missing the days he would pull up in his Cadillac fast as a rocket.

He kept a smile on your face and a cigar in his hand.

It's easy to say Uncle Lawrence was da Man!

This Poem is in Love & Memory of Lawrence Johnson Senior

May he Rest In Power

Happy Heavenly Birthday, Unc!

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~M.C.

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