What I'm?

What I'm?

A Poem by Jeremiah Medina
"

Scream it.

"
Absorbing knowledge.
Releasing ancient holds.
Breaking old spells.
Protective seals.
Differences between.
Whiteouts and blackouts.
Uncensored minds.
Minus the programming.
Monotonous lives.
Face the truth.
Another attempt.
Strong willed.
Charmed and eager.
Still spinning.
Strike down.
Recollect in dreams.
Slowly and surely.
Catching up.
Smoke rings.
Ghosts and phasing.
Teaching a craft.
Unbound though wound.
Intense memories.
Miraculous moans
Thrash in rage.
Heal with vibe.
Kinetic energy.
Absent times.
Secret schedules.
Limitless ways.
Revolving doors.
Adapt to environment.
Supplemental boost.
Herbs and potions.
Potted plants.
Trigger words.
Therapy & tones.
Belt of stars.
Other moons.
Disintegration.
Put it back.
Together again.
Reintegration.
Pulsating brightness.
Be as shadow.
Enlighten us.
Found a beat.
Cure disease.
Mucus transplant.
Bloods oh positive.
Carbons opposite.
Cut the chord.
To dust.
Collaborate.
It's ash.
Introducing.
Multitasking.
Covers great.
Legends better.
Are reward for.
Thinking ahead.
Futurism obviously.
Radiation poisoning.
There restraint.
No hesitation.
Beams of innovation.
Better pursuits than.
Collecting riches.
Did I mention?
More surprising.
Can't predict all.
Thank the gods.
Diplomatic civil actions.
Look it's evolving.
Copacetic cooperation.
Create something.
New inventions.
Engineering.
Solve an issue.
For a stranger.
Random acts.
Symphonies and melody.
Taste of metal.
Folk and blues.
Only n*****s.
Stop learning.
Ignorant fools.
Over sensitivity.
Hurt egos.
Power struggles.
F*****g petty.
Honorless crooks.
Another attempt to.
Keep them stupid.
Cheers to niggards.
Pimps and hookers.
We know difference.
Why yes.
There is.
No offense.
Though care not.
If I.
Get over it.
Sweet amendments.
Fresh hits to..
All me n****s.
To your honor.
Equalism.
Associations idealistic.
Decent characters.
Honest opinions.
No judgement.
Tolerant practicing.
Mediator meditating.
Peace negotiating.
Preventing catastrophe.
World War Three.
We chose.
Liberation.
Going for.
A consensus.
Get on board.
This it what?
We're working towards.
Saving the planet.
Get it now?
How bout you?
Might as well.

© 2013 Jeremiah Medina


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Added on March 8, 2013
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Jeremiah Medina
Jeremiah Medina

In the Woods, TX



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I Am Me. Not a tree. Not a dream or submarine. I am happy. I am Free. I am laughing, At disbelief. Living life, Lovin beats. I am me This is it. more..

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