Walking pass bullshit, like I’m future bound .
Using my tears to water my new seeds in the ground.
Only fear that I haven’t faced is death .
The time is “here”, so I trust that the “now” won’t let me miss a step.
I walk with the confidence of a gazelle eating by a cheetah .
Adjusting my soul so that my words come out neater.
My enemies fear me , because they prey on my confusion keeping my mind unclear.
But I dance through the rain drops like I’m on Broadway.
Dancing to a song that has a frequency that unbinds my fate .
The anointed mutes the screams of Edvard Munch’s Screaming paint .
Not a moment to soon or a moment too late .
Frozen in my mind’s paradox of ingenious versus my trauma driven self innovate.
Time comes with out the limitations of mistakes.
Be true, world
Be kind, words
Be hopeful, heart.
Peace & Love Always
By : J. PETERS 🌹🔥