Too Deep
I am a story that will dissolve and stimulate your mind
A propaganda that will caress with lies,
A shine of light that will
illuminates and encircle the cycle of life.
I am a chant, you can not stop repeating
A tune that is very appealing where, the mellow beat
swirls so smoothly
To repeat the cognizance of blackness, your soul becomes alive
it makes you look at the world and chide.
I am the blues
the sweet sadness of heart breaks,
as tears, collide into the violin strings
my heart shakes.
I am the thoughts of the mixture of classical and improvisation jazz,
when you close your eyes
Your spirit becomes freed from the yellow wall of lies.
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