IN THE LANGUAGE OF WINGS
Poem By: Billy Alsbrooks
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Let us navigate the murder
The murder of our former selves
Who dare come with me?
To the sky
Who dare come with me?
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There’s so much more beyond the borders of our perceived limitations
There’s another world out there, where feet have never touched the ground
Where the only language spoken is with wings
Where the word sickness has never been uttered
Where lack and scarcity cannot breathe
Where the crazies are seen as geniuses
Where the misfits are honored and appreciated
Where darkness has no room to stretch its legs
Where every dream and desire comes to fruition
Where death has no arms nor sting
Where failure has no womb to be born
Where fear has no gate to enter the heart
Where doubt has no weapon to kill ambition
Where the mouths only sing love and life
Where the poets and musicians lead society
Where artists are understood and valued
Where the warnings of prophets are heard
Where the scriptures are walked out and applied
Where there’s no politics, right or left
Where there’s only truth and the betterment of mankind
Where every coin is gold and has value
Where lies have never been imagined or even whispered
Where every voice knows it’s true identity
Where hands have never torn down another soul
Where shovels have never dug graves
Where war cannot rob the cradle of the future
Let us enter into this new realm of possibility
Who dare come with me?
To the sky
Who dare come with me?
In the language of wings
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I like that poetry. The deep calleth out to the deep and iron sharpens iron. That was good food for the soul. Be blessed and unstoppable!