...This is my first poem all year and God has had me quiet to experience. This isn't the season for planting written seeds.
In Silence
In Silence you definitely find out who God is
You are no longer the Hottest
In the Presence of your Highness
In Silence I used to flow so iconic
The emphatic poets become so Ironic
Mouth is dormant
Ears are Supersonic
In Silence I see more clearly
Spiritual Violence
Whatever gets loosed
From its assignments
I learned how to bind it
In Silence I hear
The symphony of my En viya ment
Ambos, Car Crashes
Hood Hollering
Outside My window
Is a Black hole
That I refuse to get Swallowed In
In Silence used to feel so bottled in
Fake friends feeling Hollow within
Now Hallowed be thy name
I just follow Him
In Silence
He speaks to you on that Island
To be a watchman on the wall
Recognizing Tyrants for Miles and Miles
In Silence
His favor keeps me smiling
Used to savor lustful wilding
But consequences were steadily piling
In Silence
Just want to feel the wind blow
Look at the Trees sway praise
My baby and I
On a Picnic so Simple
In Silence
Can cure so much deaf and blindness
Weed out the fakes and liars
What lies is the true person
Always Hiding
In Silence Jesus fills my emptiness
In my praise filled studio
Until I Feel the 808
Beneath my wife’s chest
In Silence I get blessed with what I was missing
From Claustrophobic to natures Vistas
Along with my Rib I have been given
Poetry is writing me now, because I’m too busy living
In Silence beyond these flesh blinds
Inside is glowing and glistening
In Silence I quiet the world’s noise
Because now I’m listening.
Poet of Pain 2009