Rebirth of the Soulchild
The most authentic version of myself
Myself is true to my heart and soul
When I lack stealth
Like a child around the age of twelve
Soul
It is my commonwealth
My general good
Sporting like an engine
My actions are a gentle roar
Heart
It's adorable deeds are my sales
From the bottom of my well
I give them freely
They dispel unpleasant feelings
Possibly, i make them quell
Because my deeds intend wellness
Of mind, body, and soul
Me, myself, and I
This is not what resides in my
Mind, body, soul
Nor in photos
I capture love and bliss
My focus is never amiss
Steady like a longbow
My arrow's sight beholds
The one who's love is nigh
And we're Love's occupants, hereby
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I call myself Hakeem Soulchild. In translation, I am wise and honorable, in tune with my soul, and my heart feels free as a child. To me, the most inspiring musical artist is Musiq Soulchild. I learned about love and the ways of a gentleman from his albums. "Of all our possessions, wisdom alone is immortal."--Isocrates "Whoever knows many things by nature is a poet."--Pindar
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