Midnight Sun

Not quite sure what's really going on right here, all I know is that I have this music flowing through my right ear, I close my eyes and a miraculous array, of vibrating colors start to spray, my vision its like an elemental ray, of pure untapped raw music I'm finding it quite hard to out and say, so I cleared my throat and decided to try and sing it in a different way, against mainstream lyricism I guess all I'm bound to receive is hate, because hip hop and poetry has turned into a competition and all your lyrics are up for debate, but every rhyme and line is unique so don't worry what they rate, express yourself truly because there is no one else like you mate, it must of been the turning tides of fate, that brought me knocking on heavens gate, singing my soul out to the guard praying that it isn't far too late, to open up and investigate the internal dialogues of my mind, speaking a truth but trying to keep it in rhythm and rhyme, harmoniously flowing with the beat keeping my pitches in time, with fluidic motions like an ocean I am the verbalistic mime, a hidden display of emotion in the way that he moves, break down that sheltered barrier and watch the way that he grooves, so smooth its something new, uncut, unheard of and out of the blue but he's not sure what to do, he can write for days, whether its the love poems to a girl or a Facebook wall of text, he types and erects, constructing every day mundane happenings with a poetic prospect. I encourage anyone to give it a go and embrace the beauty in ones own life, whether its the part they play in contributing to society or how they treat their wife, it's that positive attitude knowing that everything's alright or the very simple fact that were even alive, because we are all just bees working together as one in this bee hive.

Adam Adams.