"Teacher what good deed must I do ?"

“The One Who Talked" They say I talk too much — im too loud, too quick, too rough. Told me to hush, to sit, to shrink, but I was built to push, not think small, let them talk at all or blink. They labeled me “extra,” called me “a case,” Neuroed ADHD — like I needed a brace. As my mind don’t stall, it runs full cue, racing past rules they never thought through. I talk too much? Damn right, I do. ‘Cause the world don’t change from the quieted few. I flipped that flaw into policy gold, spoke for the silenced, the cast-out,I am quite litrally that bold. You told me I was crazy in psycohosis? Boys that was my fuel. Your rules .gov? I studied. Your silence? I schooled. Told me to sit — as I stood on the chair. Said I was cocky — I didn’t see you there why would I care. I was loud 'cause I had to be. Carried heat like a courtroom plea. I wasn’t built for a dainty seat — I was carved from the truth of "like unto fine brass, as if they burned in a furnace" as untamed met tamed undefeated feet. To every blantant who rolled their eyes, to every demon hell bent on feeding me lies, to the pews that shamed my flame for show, you were the kindling — now watch me glow. I don’t bite my tongue, I hissed through my chains. I walk through fire laden war cried rain. And those who said I’d never rise — I’m the voice thundering behind you that will echoes through your lies. And for every one who made an accusation so false to stand me so small, he'll go answer to Christ on the day he comes to your call. He is the sun — and I’m the glare,dont look stait at me ill blind you my dear. So no, I won’t tone it down for you, I’m the truth he is training in that room, as they nor you can mad riddler undo. You say I’m loud? Cant get a word in well I say I thought I was clear let me say it AGAIN: You to sit me down?To chew a small game word in? I am your fellowship on fire not a loose lipped framed friend.