It’s the words you choose that
manifest the beauty in you,
Profess the essence of you,
Bequest the history of you--
A picturesque of the magnificence that’s you
A poet with purpose that blindingly shines through
It’s the sounds I hear that
Originate the musicality of you
Dictate the rhythm in you
Dilate a vision from you--
An appassionato of the beauty that's you
A poet with purpose the deafeningly rings truth
You are a stranger to indifference,
A protester of blissful ignorance,
A messenger of your allegiance to deity.
You are a testimonial of divine purpose,
which resonate and emancipate that fervor in you.
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