I Find A Tongue Tied Mind

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A young tongue tied in my mind there's a clouded vision

Every image dreamt is meant as my own decision

To use words as my own form of mental arithmetician

Deliver this bliss as my minds set on revised revision

My mind strives to be a lyrical inspiration

Set my words tone in stone for our future honed generations

Spreading music like wildfire throughout this forsaken mistaken nation

There's no time to delay or any time for deliberation

Today's the day
So what do you say?
Lets abolish this segregation

Daniel Hing 29.01.13

#artistic-manifesto #general #poetry #self-expression #social-commentary #spoken-word

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