Monday, August 1, 2011

Messenger of the Message

The city is brightened, alightened upon my face
to see a gleam in you; just could not save me.
The Earth is just as immense, and meticulous as I've heard across the seas.
I've been not only across the states of each mind, but across the states of mind
where I've seen beyond the very imaginable.

To look upon the shores, will I amend the boat I sail alone?
Ran across the lands where they've forbidden your name is where
I'll be the messenger of your message of the answer to tell
of your great healings. Yet, the impossible is possible.

To look upon the shores, will I amend the boat I sail alone?
Ran across the lands where they've forbidden your name
is where I'll manage the impossible.

The wave of storms may lose me upon sea, never will I cease the
existence of my duty.
Accomplished is the message of the impossible.

By: Makaya Hicks (me)

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