Centre Kings Beauty

Poetry

I shall not fall

I shall not fall to the emperor
of the day -
time catcher
epoch holder
conventional wisdom.

At 40 I shall be a traveller still
And if the youthful reject me
It is only because they do not know...

I will learn the every day
I will discover every last drop of the suffering
Of my soul
I will cleanse myself,
To feel the breath of freedom
In my nostrils
And at the bottom of my lungs

My name is Rejoice
My servitude is over:

I speak with my first voice
I surprise myself
I am united with Truth

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