Words

All these words in my head, I got to let them out
I got speak them before my time runs out
All these words, the world is going to hear, what I'm talking about
All these words got me thinking should straighten things out
Release the words that move the earth, to hear my voice as I preach until I'm hoarse 
Preach or teach the physical manifestation
There can't be nothing important as the words, I have to get out
These words come in the morning
These words come midday
These words come in the evening 
These words come at night
And when I'm sleeping
They can have different meanings
Translated by a believer 
They could be put to a halt
But they still need to come out
These words are meant to confuse, 
These words are meant to bruise
Now it's time for the world to know,
What words they need to hear
No more fear or injustice
Because these words are here
Here to teach everyone what's in my head as I scream these words out.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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De Beaulieu Avatar
October 16, 2017 at 9:03 AM
So speaks all these words out for the people to hear Because you know that more words will come to be spoken out. Have a nice day my friend.
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