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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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