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Through The Bones

Samuel Malik Canty: the Word Bird. I am the author of Five Poetry Books, I understand my Purpose, and my words are my proof...

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Bones

The Words come to me through my bones…

No ESP, no Voices Speaking to me, through my bones…

Agonized, intense, frighten, angry, lost spirits who seek a liaison to deliver their Unfulfilled Messages.

Daytime, nighttime, anytime is the right time for the Bones to be activated and contact my soul.

Through the Bones… Through the Bones…

No magic, no shaking of the flesh, no physical vibrations, just a sensation that Demands Me To Write.

Through the Bones…Through the Bones…

Stories of Injustice, Brutality, Anger, seek a poet, an artist, a vessel, to tell Their Stories…

Each wait their turn to make my fingers burns with desire to Remind the Living that the Testimonies of the Unjust Still Lives...

Through the Bones…Through the Bones…

No ESP, no Voices Speaking To Me, I bring their messages home when they are delivered to My Bones...



© 2017 Malik S Canty

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