To Catch Something At Risk

I’ve got an assignment for you

The assignment[sign]’s risky

Just keep in clue

Ever careful yet ever true

A dangerous job for you

What a sign we can all tell

I’ll pass the rest for you but

What is your depth to do is

Be very careful, you did good

A lot to do, everybody happy

Half of everyone asleep

Keepsake seek tame

Kind of a fan turner

So it shines on you

Pan in the same

A Prophet’s Wake

Inwrapped in the emotions, entrapped in the covers. My dreams are meant for me to send you the information. Wild ink, set strength. A global assistant of high rank. An everyday recipient where sentiment meets sentence. Literature response was my dream. Beautiful conception, divine perfection, genius projection, I always down play my investments. I’m in a new logic recording words, bringing a new sensitivity of latent verbs. The pain of endless pleasure rocking me to sleep. It’s hard to wake up in your old charged distant room, distressed and noble ideas keep awakening the tune. It is a sickness to be healthy, I am sicker than you. On a new level of sophistication to forewarn you. Where God resonates is my provision. I have a paper when I voice. Can you bring the tallest sermon a poet? I woke up in the destiny, sans a choice. A gateway permission of a universal voice. The way God’s got it marked out mapped to perfection, it didn’t feel like luck, it felt like fate. A writer before who still writes about it, a prophet’s wake.

I Don’t Have Dreams, I Have Realities

If I told you what I am
I’d have to kill you

That is such bs,
everyone knows you

Would you come and
take a bite out of me…
Walk a minute in my feet
There are things real to me
known in movies and on screens

And don’t they all the claim the same

It’s hard to make up fantasy
This reality is just so proprietary
There’s no need to dream

(baffled and confused)
dazed as the progress knew
no tell tale signs of backing down

I’m here for good,
accept and stay,
all hail the way

The Arched Dialogue of an Oracle’s Virtue

How big is this book

and who wrote these words?

Is it only for me

or is it the book of the Universe?

Where did this come from

and why has it chose me?

Chosen indeed, while many are

 the realms of full fledged Alchemy

Endless messages cast in an internal shrine

As I follow line by line

This Arched Dialogue from the crevasses of time

Illuminates my foreground, highlights an ancient time

History prepared, what is to come is also there

As my subconscious is sparked, fully aware

Calmly gliding, verse by verse

A prophetic tongue is dually immersed

These senses set me straight

As I correlate this is all to relate

To the pulse in me, to the pulse in you

To the Exquisite Power

Birthed in every natural pursuit

I hold this torch, kindled by my Source

My Highest Self deems this is everything

A Complete Circle, an Oracle’s Virtue