Inspire Me

 

 

Inspire me to feel

Your words poring over

My soul

My flesh

My mind

Drowning the mislead thoughts

With the power of your voice

Carrying the sinners sin

Away in whispered methods

 

Inspired the world to creation

Your voice consuming the wrong

Sinking into blind mind

Flesh

Soul

Thought

Birthing a new ideal perfection

Within the grasp of broken hands

Your inspiration creates

 

Author's Note

Cp. 3:35PM Fri 06208 NM a thought, i missed the Harlem Renaissance, I missed too many things, ok, lonely, aki's here, trying to create something worthwhile (Typed, Brads Comp-House)