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SONG
OF MYSELF….
I
celebrate myself for the things I assume and you assume,
For
every atom is of me and is of you!
For
I invite my spirit to talk to me,
So
that I can write a song for you!
For
what I assume upon my spirit,
I
want my spirit to come to life!
For
what I want my spirit to talk to me,
So
that a song can come into your life!
And
as the smoke comes from my breathe,
It
will echo, and ripple throughout Mankind!
For
I want my poems to be heard,
Until
the end of Mankind!
But
the poems that I do hear,
Are
coming from a spirit living deep inside!
The
sounds of belches words of my spirit’s voice,
Will
be heard from deep inside!
Have
you reckoned a thousand years,
Have
you even reckoned to save any lives?
For
the wars have been going on for thousands of years,
While the wars kill children’s lives!
And
the wars that are wrecking cities,
While
the children are barely alive!
My
words that come from my spirit,
I
am not the poet who is alive!
But
stop the days and nights with me,
And
let us all save the children’s lives!
For
the wars that have been going on for thousands of years,
Is
to bring a New World Order for Mankind!
And
as you will see yourself dying,
Think
about the way you are going to die!
For
the wars that are killing the children,
One
day Mankind will not be alive!
And
as I hear the spirit who is doing the talking,
About
the beginning and the end of Mankind!
But
I am not the one who is doing the talking,
I
am only listening to the one who lives inside!
And
as my sprit talks to me about the beginning and your ending,
There
was never any deception inside of my mind!
For
the children who are doing the dying,
They
are dying in the wars that will kill Mankind!
And
as my spirit urges and urges and urges,
To
stop the wars that are in our lives!
I
celebrate
about my freedom,
While
the cops throw me in a jail for life!
And
as we all lost our freedom,
It
is time for us to fight back in life!
And
stop the wars that have been going on for thousands of years,
For
it is time to use our own heads in life!
If
anyone says they are lucky to be born,
I
hasten to inform you that one day you will die!
And
the death that is with a dying,
The
children are dying while alive!
For
everyone is a male or a female,
And
everyone breathes the air of death!
For
our lips are not to be with a smile,
But
our tears are shed for the children’s death!
For
I am old, not young and very wise and not like others,
Regardless
of others and how they live their lives!
For
the words that come from my spirit,
Are
telling me the beginning and the ending of everyone’s life!
And
the ones who do the readings,
From
every poem that I do write!
You
have to understand the meaning,
In
each song that I do write!
With
music - strong I come,
With
my cornets and my drums!
For
the music that comes with my words,
Will
be heard as the words will drum!
For
the spirit that lives inside of me,
Wants
to be heard like cornets and drums!
So
that my words will echo into the ears,
So
that they will have known what my words will become!
For I
am not the poet of my Body,
And I
am not the poet of my Soul!
And
the words that do come upon thee,
They
are meant to save your soul!
And
the words that do come upon you,
Were
written from my soul!
For
the words that were written for Mankind,
One
day millions of Stars will even know!
Dazzling
and tremendous, how quick the wars would kill me,
If I
could not know and always send the fear out of me!
For
the words that are told from my Soul,
Are
to consume you and me!
For
the words that do come from my Soul,
They
are only words for you and me!
So
that each song or poem will be known,
How
the wars are killing you and me!
I
think I will do nothing now but listen,
To
accrue what I hear into myself - to let sounds contribute
toward me!
For
the words only coming from my spirit,
Are
to only warn you and me!
And
the wars that have been going on for centuries,
These
wars need to seize and stop!
For
we all need to stop their wars,
So
that a New World Order will not control the Human Beings!
Stop
these wars day and night with me,
And
you shall possess all of the poems you read!
For
you will now look at the things you read,
Through
the eyes of the dead, every time you now will want to read!
And
when you read the words from a person,
Which
was a song of myself!
You
shall now listen to both sides of this song,
And
you will be able to filter the words through your head; for yourself….
Dedicated
to Whitman….
WRITTEN BY, I, ON, 5/6/2014 11:00:AM
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SONG OF MYSELF - A POEM DEDICATED TO WALTER "WALT" WHITMAN....
"PLEASE TRANSLATE MY WORDS, INTO YOUR LANGUAGE, AND PUT YOUR NAME, ON YOUR POEM, AND POST YOUR POEM ALL OVER, THE WORLD...."
"PLEASE DO IT, WITHOUT TRANSLATING IT...."
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No Copyrights are for
the whole World to
read AND TO USE….
