yr Voice
lies
revealed
involuntary
like eye lids
opening
blink
but dont be blind
speak
and truth uL find
--
(Haiti bleeds from my bones)
i exist in
a red sea
of Ayisen moun yo* blood mud
* Haitian people
--
now i know what i didnt before
rhymed the riddle and
charmed the gate keeper
tickled behind the knee
with a feather levity fun-witty wonder
wonder
how i could
fall like a fool and
get the folks to carry the spool
i, cool
weave with them
manifests all pretend
lucky, languished legend
of whatever wood-solid
solid truth i can bend
ah!
beware the care i take
when i elucidate
and with rhymes
relate and word mate
so you'll open yr gate
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