Sunday, 25 September 2016

"Closed Doors" -Poem by Blakcque Ice


No need to tense
The muscle in this hustle.
As faith plays its role,
From exit to entrance door.

We explore,we failed exploitation.
We are a new dimension,
Self elevated ,acknowledgment
Of existence in present.

Playing the background
With imagination,accompanied
By all forms of inspiration.
Automatically,specially and specifically.

Step by step,
Infant run
Where heart and
Mind are one.

In times of fear of the unknown.
No need to slam, kick them down
In our modern world
Life is automatic,
God is autonomous.

Pray and fast
Everything is beauty
The eye can't see it
The best is to know thyself.
Trust me!!! Your doors will open.

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Poem by Blacque Ice
Blakcque Ice available via Whatsapp +263 71 725 9565

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