Mr Magic
Manifestation of pain
inside walls of your gospel
Penned up truths that
haunted your psyche but
you made the pen a weapon
that prospered against all
that troubled you
Troubled King with skeletons
married poetry
crowning her the help mate that
helped clean out the closet
The stories you tell your notebook
are more beneficial than any
verse found in a Qu'ran
or Holy Bible
The sins you confess
the strength of your survival
are those that build bridges
leading the congregation to brotherhood
You created poetic peace and meeting place
for all to preach testimony
letting your brother know
that real mean do cry
Your honesty wrapped
in dialect is the potion
most men are afraid to ingest
but not you
you rode courage
like it were a galloping
Trojan horse ready for war
Masculine Griot you are
because of the poetry
you pour from your soul
to fill you brother's cup
serving an adrenalated
voice for the man
who may be muted tragedy
afraid to speak and to
emerge from his dark place
Mr. Magic you help create the cure
for the next man's spiritual healing
Keep working your magic
that breathes life through
your spoken word
©4-23-18
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