iAM An Artiste

(A Round Hut with openings for windows and doors
but no shutters that can be closed
standing still, feeling everything like sun heat and wet rain
death is the day, no pleasure exists in this pain)


i reach Touching Spirits
Blessed Hands Molding Form
Telling Tales of Journeys Traveled
Giving Hope to Dream Soon-Born

and in there whereto i find
The Essence of Ma Ways
Buckled Down i Birth Blue-Prints
Paint-Writing Ma Nappy-Tressed Days

so that Others Inclined may touch
Winds Rhymed through me such
that i inspired may
to Ma Humanity add Textured Plays


~ by brokepimpstyles on March 22, 2011.

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