WRITING SYMPHONY Wherever you play, dwell, fight, or hole up; make sure you write. Open your soul and express the ‘spress out. Dance along the monkey bars of words, rhtyms, and blues. Hopes and dreams sleep within the chords, the moods, the ahhhs. Sing into poetry, unleash the core, make yourself bow for an encore of your whole volition. Call and be saved; saint in the modern day. I have no doubt in you, just hope and holy water, it’s true. The rhyme flow nometry of past hopes actualized and realized. Unborn son of the struggle, emanating His pain in the spiritual and we feel it in the physical. A past baby’s due of unborn truth. I feel the connectedness of it all so I struggle and love to create a genuine piece of peace and love for one and all. I stand and salute the ancestors who vibrate through my bones, breathe through my lips, sing off my nose, laugh on my tongue, and shake my hips to rattle and roll. They crack me open like unborn legs to spill the yolk of truth and past legends retold. A tear for the ones who provoke this prose. An everlasting love of the eternal reflection, until know, unknown…. @itsasouki #playingwithwords #poetry #writing #expression #oldworknewlook #oneaday #thismixelepoetry
