I've been rearranging letters for recreation and recompense since I was 10. there hasn't been any money yet, but I'm keeping the faith.

Sunday, November 21

my words

my words reflect sunlight
reverse the dark
in minds clouded by trees
throwing dice in the park
spark inspiration
for a disenfranchised population
the revolutionary timer
for a nations detonation
a revolutionary rhymer
seeking divine creation
remove facades pretense
imbibe creators imagination
i thrive on chasing satan
expose the truth in lies
realized the devil is ignorance
cloaked in fear and pride
and my hope's that in my life
that my light ignites the flame
that engulfs a dying forest
in desperate need of change
in desperate need of shame
in desperate need of sane
ways of understanding
that all people just want the same
so I pray that the words
that he's placed in my brain
flow thru my hands to the paper unchanged.
and i hope that my mind's focus gives me the aim
to touch souls hearts and minds for change.