Scaling mountains
sidestepping doubt
infused with
the audacity
of the most high…
lost people
on my path –
know the math
it is the craft –
the duty of the indomitable
to persevere
while shedding tears
and getting up –
took words from
the Elders
to give to those
coexisting
in this zoo
of human madness
where blasphemies are
commited in plain sight
and proclaimed
as a God given right,
but undaunted
I will never bend
or relinquish this pen
or my station
as Poet..
declarations from
yours truly
Shun P.
origin spot
The city of wind
at the intersection
of noble
frequencies.
The math of the craft
