Posted by: Ron DuBour | May 13, 2018





Within the framework
of my writing,
Inside my poetry,
words came out, 
painting the parchment
with influx of indelible
words of living,
my heart speaks,
my fear speaks,
emotions speak,
and my soul speaks that which
the spirit utters,
my struggles are seen
through the window of the mind
that my heart opened.
My consciousness translates
the sacred words which
the God of my heart revealed.
The hand arranged into words
those things that are seen by the eyes.
Formed into words are impressions
the ears constantly gathers.
Words are powerful,
they are divinely coded symbols.
Mysteries are hidden in words
that are formed in the mind
and uttered by the mouth.
Words carries within it the seed
of the moment to sprout tomorrow.
There are treasury of thoughts within man.
Take heed of the words that comes out
of you for the tongue is a weapon
that can pierce the heart. 

©2018,Emeka Mokeme. All Rights Reserved.

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