Flickering Lights When you find that which your calling is Your fingers can’t keep up with the lights that constantly flash in your brain Explaining it becomes a daunting task… even speaking it seems slow Eyes pop, and ears doubt their cleanliness, I have to repeat…over And again...I’m speaking gibberish...Still!!! I said Black Consciousness I feel like I belong here, right here In this pool of oil that I am immersed in Pool of Blackness… And when I’m done floating I will drown myself right into the depth of this Blackness…Consciously! BIKOko (The Maphungubwe Myeniscript)
Posted on: Tue, 02 Jul 2013 11:52:11 +0000
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