JUST WOKE UP

I just woke up took a few breaths exhausted from my latest menacin' bout I'll continuously fight with the devil himself always disguised in the dark cloak of depressin' after 20 years that sucker's still relentlessly after my soul he/she can't get it though it belongs to God, Thee Almighty please keep me safe Satan’s but a mere fallen slave to his own bad ways capitalizin' on our non believe so believe people believe and he can try in vain but won't be able to touch you, I do feelin' liberated by this theme I proceed to flip in a disc suddenly the piano playin'genius of Beethoven gracefully serenades the air.... waves of wondrous instrumental sounds fillin' the livin' room dispersin' the last bits desperately clingin' gloom wantin' to drive me to my doom a ten fingered artistic salute to your unkindered spirit Ludvicq the great composer who changed the course of the music world, with me aspirin' to do the same unknowin'ly to him his got nothin' on me but I do have on him a 4-disc's collection aotobiographin' his works of musical art, troublesome start mirrorin' mine to some lesser extent slowly removed with self tolerance in time, self acceptance proceeds intuitively inspirin' me to reach for my dreams had a liberatin' one I dreamed early pre-mornin' woke up with inspiration flowin' from the vocal chords governin' the out-put of my motor-mouth lips unsealin' the truth that I'm to become already am a true'ly poetic human being those who've read some of my work already knew but me, personally needed some more convincin' thou who seek, thou shall find and mine came in the form of an inspirin' dream that felt so real I woke up thinkin' Thank You, Lord that who before could only breakdown and curse has a wonderful message of inspiration to everyone readin' this take note a true poet has arose from the slums of mentally saturated debree of make believe and accepted his role you'll learn much more about in the next verse or two The 1st-disc stops abruptly disruptin' me from my writin' seat warmed by my new found inner acceptance and peace magnified by self believe addin' substance to this screen and spiritual weight to this verse immortalized as scriptural art every bit of writin's becomin' a master piece to myself can't speak for anyone else you've got your own rhythms beatin' in your chest feulin' your interest thank you for takin' the time out to read this self proclaimed awakenin’ food for thought but is this good enough to allow me to eat? must be, this is all I see myself doin' for the next hundred years or so by the Almighty Grace of the Lord and as the old sayin' goes you'll only get better with time informed persistence has to eventually pay off my poverty stricken hands puts in the Beethoven's 2nd disc wonderful sounds gracefully shoots out into the air, once again deeply penetratin' my inner ear the beautiful effect music have's on the calmin' of inner toil has me steadfastly believin' that spoken word is the key to strokin' the fibres of any artistic bein' take some unorthodoxed doin' I've rarely heard someone so at one with their instrument playin' it for all it's worth and more extractin' these heartfelt words of appreciation from me, not hard to please but I hate stereotypal tendencies realizin' that originality is all I need to succeed in this vast field of performin' arts Thank You Lord for blessin' me with my unique style of expressin' myself love usin' as many words of encouragement I need to fulfill a piece, knowin' the art in sayin' as much as you need with as little words, possible don't apply to my artistic philosophy everyone's preachin' to us to do as little as we could but I refuse to submit to it short and sweet very rarely associated with me I like tellin' it as it is, my way distinguishin' my lengthened writin' style from everyone else so hold all your negativity and let me be, in need of your love to keep me sane....hectic Jur'ni Where will this all end? I can never tell as soon as I start to write it just ebbs and flows till I'm literally worn out on the topic, physically though I'm always rearin' to have a full drawn out go and I know you can tell I got stayin' power stamina my girl certainly thinks so cause when we're makin' love she always begs me to stop take a few breaths than to carry own she says I'm overwhelmin' in bed I tend to think that applies to my writin' too, cause how can you use so many worthless words and still keep your own attention span from runnin' over the hill of insanity guess it must be the skill of manipulatin' the alphabet's 21-consonants and over-used handful of vowels can't pretend not likin' my role for heaven's sake you'll need someone to add more substance to your daily scriptural intake and I am here Jur'ni declares himself open to be accepted or scrutinized for my unique writin' style brought about by my continues survivin' in dirt and grime sick of this 'gutter-education' their feedin' us, brain washin' you straight through your television set I've asked this before I'll ask it again please pray for our privileged and under-privileged kids what's comin' of this world? when their not even safe in their very own homes, parents wake up! there's more though to our kids’ lives than just bein' petrified at sendin' them out into these cold ghetto-ized streets all you got to do is teach the basics of livin' like respect, humility and inner strenght that only comes from God not forgettin' though to remind them to speak out speak loud and be proud if their unappreciated as I have in more words than I'd like to admit my poetry's true'ly my only escape from this harsh reality oops! got to run and get this shit published cause the debt collector’s here and his patients wearin' thin' but you'll just got to wait a whole while longer Jur'ni's far from done with livin' peace....