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 200. Exercising Freedom
(Inspired by those who attended Freedom of Speech @ Gypsy House Café')

Peace.
Peace for the Soul
Is what we
Want,
What human beings
Deserve
But too often
Lack the safe space
To enjoy.

How can they say
Hip hop is dead
When
Wu Tang
Is forever.
Using microphones
Like machine guns
To kill bad ideas
And shoots
Seeds into
Fertile minds
A world
Away…
Inspiring waves
Past the life
And death
Of an ‘Ol Dirty Bastard.

I have an ability
That's pounding
At my door,
Usually between
Midnight & 3am
Screaming words
& bleeding art.

I can let go of
The need to
Prove myself
To others
Now
Because I understand
I am a Child
Of the Divine
And so long as
Her eyes
& heart
Are pleased with me
I don't have
To worry
About yours.

I keep a watch
To mountain time
Because no matter
Where I roam
In the world
By heart beats
In time
To Colorado
Where poets
Bloom
Like wild Columbines.
And floating above them,
Brightly colored balloons,
Joy and levity
Colored like
Jelly beans,
Against a blue
Only found
In our skies.

Poets are drawn here.
Magnetism
Connected to good people
Magnetism.
Connected to good people
Who Shine like a star
Dancing to Music
The Muse sings
In our hearts
Bleeds out our pens
Tones out our guitars
Stomps beneath our feet.

I will never please
Everyone
But that's ok,
Because if I please
Myself
Then at least
I can guarantee
One of us
Is happy,
So I doodle,
So I crank out
The words
That save my own
Soul…

There is nothing
More powerful
Than an idea
Who's time
Has already come
Which is why
I live
To hear
What we are
Free to express
Here in this temple,
With all of you
High Priests
And Priestess,
You Poet Godlings
Creating with
Scribbles in pixel
And pen.

Ever since happiness
Found your name,
It has been running
In the streets
Trying to find you,
To remind
You that
Even though
Your temple
Is human
Your Spirit
Is Divine.

So watch
Your thoughts
They
Become reality.
Big thoughts
Become big things…
And I know
You are capable
Of great things
My God
Just look around
The room
If you doubt me
Remember
The words of Poets
Gods who knocked
Your socks off
And remember
You are one
Of them…

Who's not afraid to die?
Step up…
Leave your poems
Behind to speak
Well of you
Long after
The shadow
Of your greatness has passed.

Today I have
Raised my humanity
At my center is Divinity
So
Nothing can
Touch or diminish
Who I am
Because
You reminded me
How precious it is
To breathe and wake
Because it is
A privilege
To live and die
Beside you
With you.

Then the soldiers
Circle round
And we break out
The mumble gumble
Song
Put something
Silly in the world
That has not been
There before,
Making trigger
Fingers freeze
Derailing trains
Of inhumanity,
Into the dipply doo
Rat-a-tat too,
Of the bugaloo cave
Of hubba-baloo.

I choose
&
I choose to see myself
As beautiful
And since you are a reflection
Of me I paint
On your skin
All the love
That I feel
While yelling
Intermittently,
“I LOVE body painting.”
So I paint
On your water
Symbols and pictures
Of love
Because,
Love is a weapon!

Use it wisely,
For poets
Wield the swords
Of Gods and angels
Slaying the demons
Of humanity's
Darkness
With love
And awareness,
Exercising the freedom
To speak
To write
To sing
What brothers
And sisters
Half a block
And half a world
Away would
Die for.


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