A Crown looks strange ( to common folk ) spoken word part 1

To common folk a crown looks strange
Don't be alarmed when the storm is close
You can have a stroke waiting on a clown to change
This life can deal you pounds of pain
And still expect for you to heal
It's real you can drown in flames
You should listen when I expound on things
This is wisdom I've been around the game
Like purpose is when you found your lane
And then no obstacle can ever hold you down again
These verses can't be bound or tamed
It's impossible for us to sound the same
Because each path is unique
But if you're brown it's insane
Maybe your past has been neat or
Maybe in your part of town they bang
I've been asked to speak
So every verb and noun is aimed 
To inspire my desire
Is that I become the sound of gain...

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