Intuition Be Talking Like
grab yourself its hang time, out with with me about we see,
anything honestly, create it and believe, reason be thieves,
if uneducated on spiritual businesses, responsibility is yours
to live free but you missed cause not knowing keeps ya ship
lisping and ya sails is twisted, one second you capsize could,
would but shouldn't cause ya lucky little human be the greatest
in the room with evidence this is boom,
if you open up your little zoom!
grab yourself by the collar, give a little hollar, not for a dollar,
but some peace if it bothered, hear me and answer with art
tisk tisk full of love smothered in hugs catching most bugged
out stares cause my eyes be a glare reflecting that stare with
a lovely appearance from a spiritual hence, possibility past
tense, so if you just see then peace could still happen just starting
with you n them if reading this poem you've began.
(slow clap)(slow clap)
yes ill say it again you've began this peace that you've possibly
envisioned now execute with precision in poetic permission
permissible by inscription from rospel funk to those in addiction
to nothing thats them living life in submission, your conscience
is missing just stay quite and listen she's speaking the gift is.
Copyright © Rospel Funk | Year Posted 2016
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