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?
the wars have been going on for thousands of years,
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
SONG OF MYSELF POEM HAS NO COPYRIGHTS, AND IS HEMP FREE FOR PUBLIC DOMAIN USE. BUT, IF YOU USE THIS POEM, FOR SONG LYRICS, ECT., PLEASE WRITE, "WRITTEN BY; THE ONE WHO CARES, ABOUT YOU...."
SONG OF MYSELF - A POEM DEDICATED TO WALTER "WALT" WHITMAN....
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