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Wednesday, September 5, 2018

I am poetry by Jodekss

I am poetry
I am the course whose channels be aged as time herself
I am the lineation in whose life was birthed
I am the first as oration in which the great n' gore nations
be brought up and fall from their tall places

I am the product of the Word in
Whose mights my muse was moulded
I am a creator who can make; mar by making phansies facts:

I can cuddle my bones permeating through my skin
I can live within my lungs and be without my skins
I can swerve the steel like I'd among the bits of water
Can climb the air into the weightless faces of the horizon
To the sun can I sit with for a confab
And the moon can come to me on my call to cuddle
And I can pace back or forth to the galaxy in a sprint
To view the starts of stars as they glimmer as big as they could be afar

I am an infinite energy whose pride is sourced in the Light
I am the thorough son of Light with my words in paint
My choice of words as condensed as they could go
Would only be graced as another determiner of the fate of the universe

Aye, I am indeed poetry
The first genre of 'em three.

© Jodekss

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