If threw love i can not speak
Then put me on mute
I have spoken word
Elegance of poetic imperfection
Intermingled with my voice
My voice
What does it sound like.
I think I have a deep voice
One that can boom across a stage
One that can make a whisper well heard
I learnt that in grade school
I say a lot of things in a day
My friends tell me quite blatantly
"Dude, you talk a lot"
So what do my words boil down to?
Are they not more than stationary constructs of pointless interaction
Will not in a year nobody, even me, remember what has been said!
Well
No.
People have a hard time forgetting what people say
In the 21st century we get the curse of picking what we hear is all.
We hear how ******* up our world is on the news all the time
Do we hear about kindness love or compassion?
Not really.
So I am going to speak in love.
There's nothing you can do about it either
Love is why the world still exsists.
Lack thereof is what's causing us to self-destruct
Sep 20, 2016
Sep 20, 2016 at 12:39 AM UTC
If threw love i can not speak
Then put me on mute
I have spoken word
Elegance of poetic imperfection
Intermingled with my voice
My voice
What does it sound like.
I think I have a deep voice
One that can boom across a stage
One that can make a whisper well heard
I learnt that in grade school
I say a lot of things in a day
My friends tell me quite blatantly
"Dude, you talk a lot"
So what do my words boil down to?
Are they not more than stationary constructs of pointless interaction
Will not in a year nobody, even me, remember what has been said!
Well
No.
People have a hard time forgetting what people say
In the 21st century we get the curse of picking what we hear is all.
We hear how ******* up our world is on the news all the time
Do we hear about kindness love or compassion?
Not really.
So I am going to speak in love.
There's nothing you can do about it either
Love is why the world still exsists.
Lack thereof is what's causing us to self-destruct
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