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Ups and Downs

Dark days, the ecilpse I'm like an owl Asking who? Deep in the astral's... Mind of wisdom and, I slit that serpent into two! Right and left parts, Forming vessels of man and woman My membranes splitting Neurons swift-ing, reconnecting, And I hymn, humming Hummingbird flying... Early in the morning, And the sun luminous, gloom! Lucid dreams to vivid images 5th gear in tune, From cars to spaceships too mars! Traffic jams: I skipped breakfast... Red lights beaming to sirens Alerting me too soon! Remembering waking up From a nightmare, As my dreams were to mere! Dark days: moon light shining Lonely and so low, Wearing white sheets to Ghost busting: Capturing my shadows... And Shouting whooo! To all black: like crawls Creepy, freaky too...! Keeping keys and owning lands From locksmith to will smith "I can go on"... hitting keys, To feeling jade and my will low, So I seemed blue! Knowing jay be behind rocks, Catching bees for honey: And grizzlies growling: can't bare the pain! Licking the sweetness all around To falling asleep on the ground, wearing black, rebelling like a goat, Grass eating, to high mountains for Fine fields: lime green and yellows; To being pampered, high up... Make-up so dark, To shouting black is beautiful, A black panther! Deep in the jungle fighting For my survival to challenging the king So we all live like royalty: The Kingdom of my dreams- to dwell in freedom, and free will So I write in liberty: knowing its out of liability, For you-man-needy... So I keep on giving! The love I have for my people- country, nations like Shakespeare's novels, Just without the tragedy...!

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