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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required POETIZED BABIES While beauty sleeps, there are souls upon this earth that have never known her in her full beauty. Many seasons have passed and her eyes are still shut. She is hiding behind pavements of tar and cement. She is drugged from the smell of burning rubber and plastic scents. Styrofoam, has compromised her health. There are souls upon this earth that have never lain eyes upon her. I am here to testify, to tell all who listens, that I am a poet I came to make you aware and tell you things that only poets can tell. There are souls that I ennoble, while looking through my eyes they can see the deep woods, the flowing fountains, through my eyes, they can envision that which is no more. I speak of fragrances that no longer bring scents of pleasure to depraved nostrils I paint pictures of a million blossoms bobbing, bobbing to the cricket's nightly song. I am the architect rebuilding the walls of time... Desperately trying am I, to sing my song- I want my song heard before more mortals die. There are souls upon this earth. Tis, sad but very true; Human souls, who know nothing of love nor beauty. We all must live to die, or die without ever living. We stumble and sometimes fall however we have that something, that lost souls never seen. We who know grace, and mercy; We who know compassion, love and respect. We who know mountains and valleys. We knew blue skies without Chem-trails. We also knew praying mantis,we knew beetles and snails. We who experienced eating breadfruit; and were aware of; Why dandelions and mushrooms grew. We then too know where beauty sleeps; So, we tell the poets tale. We speak of days gone by, and gently arouse our yesterdays as we speak. I am not an artist of spoken word, neither am I a profit: I am but a poet shaking beauty gently, awakening her from a long, long nap.... Remembering when innocents reigned as king. I do not recite for money, nor do I sing for fame........ I only report what my heart records; and look forward to the spring. I have danced with the humble, and shared wisdom with noble-queens; My excitement overflowing brings joy to open ears. Loves fury has entitled me to shield you from your fears. Myself, yes me, I whisper softly as not to disturb the uneasy hate. God, bless you on your journey. I can no longer run interference, or save you from your destined fate. I have given you all you need to carry on, and I know that you are able. When love gave birth to poetry ...I delivered "poetry babies” I have given birth to numerous “Poetry Babies”. And for them I write this Poem. “the Allrounqueen”
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