simple song

art touches that part of us
that exists above the
struggle for survival
and beyond all human reasoning;
there are ways to
become and unknown
revolution soul inside
this chosen devotional,
but do not guess about
who I am when you hear
that or seek privacy
making yourself aware,
don’t be so easily annoyed,
do make a suggestion,
but yes I am still
dangerous and walking,
tonight the stars
cry down on me

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About jaybeasley2

a writer, a painter, a poet, a wordsmith
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