A Poet's Purpose
July 3, 2016
Many of us are misguided by everyday lies. Never told to shoot for the moon and to illuminate
the the night sky. We are told to die. Lay 6 feet below sea levels as if death was the only
purpose for our existence. Definitions to the word anomaly when we show resistance. When we
cultivate words from our lips in order to speak the language of truth. Rather than using a 9 to
eliminate. Our tongues aim for your heart to create. Our purpose is to speak into you a human
connection. Provide correction. Pave a way for misconceptions to exit. With our distinct use of
words metaphors flow wisdom as if water falls from cliffs with imagery of vibrant colors. Tools
enabling us to teach lesson to those who are searching to find thru the messages we preach
like Sunday morning pastors. What are you going after? Mr. Desance what is your purpose are
attempting poetry? Your not even a bonafide writer! Who are you? That same kid who wrote
down lyrics when you were 13. That same kid who had dream of being a rapper but with no
skills! What exactly are you trying to do with your attempt at poetry? MY GOAL IS TO CREATE
CHANGE. To be a light in these dark days in age. Why poetry you say? Because the power of
life and death are in the tongue and if I can speak life into a valley of dry bone rename me
Ezekiel. This God given talent was given to kill, any opposition using chains to bind our minds
and that any kind of weapon formed against us that we find in our way will never prosper. The
purpose of my diction is to fulfill a mission called the great commission. Fighting every lie with
truth whether I'm in the streets or in a studio booth. My purpose is open minds heart and souls
and introduce them to something better. That with God they can make it thru whatever. I'm just
an instrument use to do greater thing and that's this poet's purpose. As I continue to display
truth oppositions throw at me curses. I stand at the height of Kevin Hart as many laugh at my
pain. I carry a thorn on my side as I preach to die is to gain. I do it all just to obtain a lost soul
going insane because they have no one to relate to. So with my words I undress myself and
become transparent to you. My purpose is to show you purpose so that you can find purpose
then go rehearse it. I'm speaking to the broken, and the lame, the ones who are hiding in their
shame, the ones who where afraid to call on Jehovah's name. I'm speaking to you. Show me
what you were meant to doing this life cuz I just showed you.
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