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I comb these streets like I'm styling heads
in an elite boutique / where minds bubble and brim
with treats but we miss the wisdom,
cuz mystery persists when we decide, to never speak /

don't break the circle, maintain the silence /

I ponder secretly, curiously peeping ye,
wondering where her feet are leading, she /
imagining what might greet her when she arrives
at her destination / but such things are only for Gods
and hearts as brave as William Wallace
or Crispus Attucks to know / so, I'll just continue
to stand still with my soundtrack pulsing in the back,
while I'm half staring at my toes /

with a mind that's enclosed, on my own,
sporadically revisiting a lifetime of woes /
intercut with the treasured and refined, distant
and sublime, finery / divine desires that divide
but still outshine, everything / and I try to keep
'em like I'm selfish and shy on the inside,
so it's a toss of the die if you'll ever hear
anything /

Cuz secrets, sweet or worthless, remain deep,
below the surface like devout submarines
that know their purpose /

could you handle seeing a skeleton,
if you were to see me shirtless? /

when I still go to sleep mongering, wondering
if I'll wake up and ever feel, perfect /

but it's hard to enjoy anything,
if you feel that you ain't earned it
(even life...itself) /

this cerebral circling, is constantly burning /
if the difference lies between believing
and receiving, as I recently heard it /
I guess my reasoning is this is a seasoning,
pardon me---a season,
where I'm relearning /

I wonder how many will read these words,
take them and debate them, maybe mistake them
for a sermon / I guess the only thing I want,
is to make sure that they heard 'im /

wisdom to some, for others just a burden /

but still the significance is,
this is something of,

a relearning /
11:17:14, 3.50 AM

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from Echoes of Heartache (or The G​|​Exodus of Idiosyncrates), released January 6, 2015
Jake One (Prod.)

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vENv Brooklyn, New York

Writing and performing spoken word poetry for over 15 years, vigorENvision, strongly believes in the power art has to connect people from all walks of life. Art has no limits and neither should we. EXPRESS. Using his heart and his mind to capture what he sees, to give it new life. iMagine/Create. Repeat. ... more

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