Overshadowed shadow, wondering about wandering through the Valley of Life when death lurks… Calculating every move because of the post-trauma caused by those recessive times and their perks; joy is real, as real as Happiness and Honesty that is very much Reality in the remaining Rest.
Rest, motion-less, oh hopeless thought, you are full of emotions that feel no more; your acceleration came to an halt. Stop! Revolving doors or revolving Cosmos, there are so many things that fell [short] to this Universe’s Gravity. Seldom! The minority and wealthiest of us all are making the rest of us rotate around our own axis. Yet we want to exist.
Grievous Queen of Sheba or Cleopatra, these poets’ frustrations were manifest. You are the glory of the past! They wanted to celebrate your grace and beauty and all but none of them have gotten to see your face. Perhaps Mona Lisa’s, yet this moment is dedicated to Haiti and it is to America via Jean-Michel Basquiat.
This moment is dedicated to the Artist in you and this moment. February 24th, 2014. What is Carpe Diem? Calculating every movement because of the post-traumatic stress caused by those recessive times and their perks; Overshadowing the shadowed ones, not my Soul, your shadow lost its Spirit, hence wondering about wandering in the wild.
We shall go today against the natural motion of our clock, it is un-natural. Will that mean that time will no longer be money?
Universe’s Gravity! Yes, modern poets have not seen your face so they have not celebrated your essence and all. Started at 5:17PM. Ended at 6PM. Latest Poem written this Monday!
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