A Body in Pieces
I wrote these lyric lines
Of sound body, spirit, mind
Just to say, "I'll be fine."
Just in case, I don't see another day
Here's my testament
God gon' get my soul
Bequeath my body to each body
That has ever felt unwhole.
My brain is combustible
My spirit's incorruptible
My heart has been in pieces
Since I met her like six years ago
My problem is I love these hoes
My lungs are full of toxic smoke
My motto is "If you're not dead
Then anything is possible."
My hands composed these lines and bars
My face is aimed up to the stars
My feet have walked a mile amongst
The weak and still have come so far
Through days and months and years
I've brought these arms and legs and ears
I know my name will be revered
But hope my history was cleared.
My eyes are the windows
Won't you peer into my iris?
My mind is conflicted
Confused, caught within a crisis
My soul is a system
sin-sick from a cyclic virus
My life is just a vision
And I fear I'm stuck inside it.
My plan rests unspoken
To foretell would quell the magic
My trust has been broken
Since the day I let her have it
My dreams are an omen
Of a life far more fantastic
My death is approaching
And right now, I'd like to grab it.
My body is a prison
And this sentence soon shall cease
My destiny's unwritten
Fate is far from done with me
My angels calmly listen
As they wait within the wings
To see all these shattered shards
Form a pure and perfect being.
I wrote these lyric-lines
Of sound body, spirit, mind
Just to say, "I'll be fine."
Just in case, I don't see another day
Here's my testament
God gon' get my soul
Bequeath my body to each body
That has ever felt unwhole.
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Hey everyone, I hope that you're all safe and secure through this pandemic season. #Covid19
Being quarantined and locked down has awarded me ample time and motivation to get some writing done. I've created a patreon, where I will be uploading edited versions of all your favorite old books and poems.
I'm also doing recordings/videos of my poems so if you've ever wondered/wanted to hear me perform a specific poem. Send a message. I'll be happy to upload it.
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Herban Poetry III
PoetryThe third installation in my an ever-growing collection of original poetry from the mind of a 24-year old pothead. Using alliteration, a mixture of poetic forms, and always paired with a dash of humor, the poems inside address subject such as but n...
