Underground Poem by Emmatobs de thought writer

They put on the smiley face as they ride
But under their skirt pains run wide
You can't even notice cause it was hide
Believe me wisdom doesn't break nor slide

Among the living they are the light
Even when things seem go wrong at night
Many won't understand cause they see them as Mr right
But when listen to their lyrics you can at least sight

Many don't listen to the lyrics but the beat
This is dragging them to their pits
Cause once they drop a blow and hits
Their life spam is all at risk

Extraordinary expressions of experience they convey
For their truth was not just sitting on fences in any way
Mesmerizing the masses with deeper message
Perfect words they try to put in their passage

Their songs capped with calm and good composure
Putting in distinct displays devoid of pressure
But instead many dance to it at their leisure
Cause it's help to give them treasure

For their talent, they are the king of the town
As they wear their head a golden crown
But to some they were such a clown
Even when things seem wrong in the cloud

But once they pass through the world in silent sound
Many will start listen to their words and pound
Then they will realize their pain all round
But note this, thing are falling underground