My Soul Elektric

September 12, 2019

Each Poem wrought,

another day of

freedom bought

Each verse proclaimed,

one more abandoned

night renamed

Each line unleashed,

new light is shown,

old shadows hide

Each word I speak,

my soul elektric

—truth alive

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017)

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