Poetry

Early Mornings

These early morning days have me in an early morning daze…i sit and meditate before I go wandering through this maze…standing under the sun to receive my medicine from the rays…shedding bad habits so I can improve my ways….the mission is progression and elevation…there is no deviation…my miracles are of my own creation and determination…responsible for my own elation…my manifestations are scintillating…I create because I enjoy creating…my loving is worth more than those hating…Ok I’m ready..I stay steady…A King is a King even when the crown is heavy.

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