Power wordsA Poem by Poppie MiraVivid words cometh from my sacred heart helping thousand souls accepted into death rejected into life Strong words splitting the sweet sight and sound between that manifold ignorant and hopeless souls Bee words cometh from the honey corner of my lips believe me they shall never fail implementing change Instrumental words they do not point insult as to the darts but squat to balance the issues Always rises slowly and meaningfully Inside my ragged scorned coat I have a deep golden pouch full of wisdom and inspiration to share For power words; I am! © 2012 Poppie Mira |
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