| He stands tall with his head up as if he is being guided by a star His movements are graceful and effortless he speaks with power and conviction pearcing the tough crowd and leaving mouths hanging wide open his strenght is seen by all yet never feared His vioce raises along with the desire to listen his word spill over the city soaking into the minds of those in range A change begins as strangers unite with power they begin to understand the connection to one another cold hearts begin to warm and walls begin to fall the wise man is cheered off stage by thousands as he slowly steps off the stage, all thats heard is silence followed by confusion and panic as tears began to mix with the words that a moment ago fell from his mouth those witch are now tainted by his demise His words flow like blood leaking from his crushed skull a message recieved, this poet was heard he created a rainbow just by spilling his words |