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I am the moon and the sun
The story and the teller
The high end of the low
The theory lost in conspiracy
I am the blanket for warmth
The nude in the heat
The lost found in the answer
The dancer in the wall flower
I am the hope of the fall
The rise of us all
The balls the speak freely
The lack of shame when you’re needy
I bleed out harmony when stuck with chaos
I am the reason for knowledge
The causes of war
The will to forget
The blank stare in the face of truth
I’m sick with prosperity
I die from lack of destiny
And I live after being all that I can be
I’m seen with shut lids
Missed with wide eyes
Time imitating art
And in the dark I’m bright
I am what is to be when being is all there is
I am THE DEFINITION OF LIFE
Jalili B. Jimiyu
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But we are young and Black, fearless and free...Every poem, every incandescent word is a personal revolution"Celeste "ayasha" Golden (my queen rest well and I'll see you when I get there.)![]()
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Your poem is very good, I like it. One thing I must say though is that Life doesn't imitate Time, it lives its own globality of notions, indeed. Time is life and they're the reasons why no one knows when they die, blurred by life-time, which is better, I agree. Life is time ; Life is art ; Life is the light. They are same, not role-models. It's just what I had to say.
Your poemz good.
Jahgreen.
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