freedom= poetry
Words that show the very depth of my soul
Phrases, that for ages, my mouth chambers ceases to control
Blood to my veins when there is no song
Strength for lyrical creation when things are going wrong
Expression of insecurity, fears, and doubt's
Thats why I write them ..to get them out
Air from my nostrils flows fluidly
Heartbeat regulates continually
Why? Because God made it so
Just like those things, my words must flow
For in His wisdom He lent to me
The ear for music and talent in literacy
Words that show the depth of my soul
Phrases that only God controls
The mind plays a major part
In the collection of expression bleeding from my heart
Things I may not regularly get to say
When I write them down, they can't slip away
Explosion of thoughts, simple they may be
But to me..that's free..poetry
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