when i first heard that sound resonating from the bowels of my own belly,
I ran...
but before I could escape,
I realized it was inside of me;
that voice that kind of sounded familiar;
almost like me,
but not quite a baritone,
even though faint,
it still sounds vigorous and strong,
vibrant and nice,
with no threat of anger,
frustration or,
regret;
just a calm,
cool,
and collected tranquility coming from within...
once i could no longer guess who was the owner of this voice,
I fell to my knees
and asked the G.O.D
Bonafidepoet