As I rise I realize my cheeks hurt
from the beat flat of the line that
turned the beep beep to beeeep
just before the roadcross was deafened by a beep
Or a honk to awaken me from my slumber
smack me silly!
darkness turns lightness As fullness evacuates emptiness
and...
A new spirit creeps within me
Renewing every tendon and every joint within me
Finally the puppet becomes a real boy
as Pinocchio thanks Geppetto.
My heart filled with readiness to reach
And readiness to preach
So I swallow my body from toe to head
and spit a fresh being, the old is dead.
With the help of the black pen
the score is nil-ten
The devil gets nothing coz now am a fisher of men
the word as my hook
all the verses in the book
just as my life does He look
So do I smile to realize
My cheeks no longer hurt and so I RISE!
Monday, January 28, 2008
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Nice, this is deep..
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