mind stalled,
as i wait
for the right
words to come
to me.
–
“let it flow,“
the mind said,
“like the love,
like the stars
amidst the sky,
only kissing the
night sky and
fading.
–
–
–
release the mind,
the soul broke
the rules of everything
galloping past the
beating heart, nonetheless,
the soul said, you aint stand no chance. imma soul. so long to what you knew. imma soul. find me whole in any plane. i’s flies high. imma soul, man. damn, i be high not like a cloud but like another plane the ones that creep through the clouds, im proud of my nines and gloat about the day ones, dey see me as a one of many parts still bound together by one but loved by many. imma soul. you may not hear me roar but u’ll sense my presence, imma soul, who’s soles have ran in the muck of those who’s luck said, good bye! but not nor a riddance was foreborned in/or around those who boar the weight of running in the dark.
Chazmen Sonique 