Ink spills life unto a dead page
And makes the book burst into existence
With unstaged persistence,
Leaving an unexpected line of ideas
Like trails of gunpowder left in the dark,
Which only needs the slightest spark to explode
Ideas are left in trails like gunpowder ready to explode
1 comments:
KaBOOM BABY!!!!!
Fyah!!!
I am privileged to be taking the virginity of this blog's comment thread.
Also very happy that MJ has finally initiated this long awaited outlet for his word excretions. Bless up. Peace and Love. HOTEP. :-)
AP
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