They’re trying to kill the cypher;
To make dark the light left inside.
There’s always more willing to divide than coalesce the positive build;
so we must bring their consequences,
regardless of from where we were.
It’s not hopeless to save the writer, poet –
to resurrect the prophet,
more need to stop quick and
take notice of it.
Save the cypher,
and about the bad news,
use great music as a muse to smooth away the blues.
Don’t be afraid of the chance or retract from the fantastic of the odyssey’s dance.
by Jerriè McGill