waking up

the world is over now i shut my eyes to the past and look forward now.
i strain my fingers let them flow like fluid.
only in this lucidity shall i get what i aim for.
people have come and people have gone ..
sadness and despair have passed the soul. this time is not the time to weep but hold ur head up and stare at the face of misery . laugh hysterically and mock the pain that resides in you.
its time to open up and type ur cramps away.
write like u had to die tomorrow .
the author in u awakes not by force but by the violent turbulence and the urge to write/
to write as it should be written and to write with the animosity of great intellectual gaiety.
to celebrate words and their comninations to take out music from the lines like a great composer.
the time has come never to go back.
as i put forth the words of this millenium .
all that follows i dont care al that was is bygone .
this is my life and I embrace it with open arms coz this is what i love to do.
i see the horizon a new one and God has made it beautiful .
amen brothers sisters
those who i have hurt and those who hurt me
this sentimentalist is gone he is going to use all ur provocations in work of his own.
he is going to create worlds out of those real hard feeling u gave him./
he is going to make music from hay.
because he is a words man and he never gonna die.
amen