Power of Poetry

The power of poetry fully absorbed and felt by this poet in scripture has led to me experiencin' an enlightenin' epiphany of artistic proportions to express myself in the form of creative art an outlet I feel blessed to have discovered enablin' me to bring my message of hope and encouragement across to the reader,...bound remindin' you to be FREE! to live your life as you please South Africa!,our beautiful country CELEBRATE!our 11-years of democratic freedom we have come a long way so exited cause there so much room for us to grow thank you, MADIBA! for not seekin' to even apartheid's degenerate odds an inspirin' piece of scriptural art can be heard even if it's unleashed without prestige, motion or sound especially appreciated when it's free flowin' from the hands that holds these ten poverty stricken finger tips of mine from commitin' abuse or a crime, useful at flushin' out the non-believe always coupled with doubt desperately clingin' to my battle worn anatomy tryin' in vain to keep me from discoverin' my true self it presents opportunities to brighten an inflicted soul able to create a spiritual loop hole that allows you to delve straight through the societal masks and saturated emotions force fed into your genes through greed cause I see no need for my people to bleed for there God givin'right to eat when it's plain to see that there's enough of everythin' for everyone to prosper so why do some have and others starve? a question I always tend to ask with no relevant answer comin'to the fore until I realized within the exhilaratin' experience of my epiphany that through carin', sharin' and doin' good deeds for our fellow human beings we can all reach heaven on earth and we would not have to wait to experience it in the afterlife a heartenin' sentence can strike a chord so deep you could unearth all wisdom with the flicker of a thought stored in the unknown confines regulatin' the vastness of your subconscious mind search and you shall find the answers you've been searchin' for on time cause it's never to late to find your purpose relax don't be afraid stand strong and embrace the the dirt and grime everyone has to deal with in their lifes it can only enrich the JUR'NI of self discovery your on so identify your drama in time and you should be fine stavin' off bad karma flung your way with a smile on your happy face good words can uplift all spirits when your feelin' hurt create a mind rush with a delightful combination of consonants and vowels strung together as scriptural art openin' your eyes to the wonders and disasters that occur in our crazy beautiful world, able to borrow you strength to carry on inspire hope for the hopeless useful to address oppressive structures wantin' to suppress your creative excess and leave you scramblin' with a marginalized mindset they can try but won't succeed and that's the beauty stored in the power of poetry now and forever more or what would livin' be worth...