
As I’m walking night time
Skies fly by as rhymes seldom got my tongue tied
In a trance speak spiritual truth
As rituals of the then, now, and here
Pathological stares
My shadow thus lurking
Moon sparkles as the sun crevices
Thus thee Creator orchestrates
Movements rewind time travel back in time
Casual thinking for a split ahem!! Minute
Bellowing and circulating
Mark of the beast nears
Stars in the distance as they dangle
Retract-In the resistance
I stand still and stance
Like the maritime the moon floats
Escaping hence behind sun
Magnificent darkness enveloping
In the unknown
Lunar sight lose
As the sun splits mystical theories thrift
In an array of illumination
Graveness sits a stained with alienated spectra!
By. Kenneth Harden
About the Creator
Kenneth Harden
I’m an published author and poet as well songwriter from the Bronx,NY and Highbridge to exact. I’m 35 years old and I live in Upstate New York. I recently published my debut book. Please check it out.



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