Rolling this tide right over the sand;
Filling this canyon up with my hand;
Rising above the clouded sky’s veil;
Piercing the fog that covers us all;
Running with herds of gazelles taking flight;
Flying with eagles soaring the heights;
Burning the forests raging with flame;
Lounging with lions on African plains;
Buzzing with hornets in rising swarm;
Blowing the winds of gale force storm;
Solving the problems of history’s squall;
Building the future free of a fall.
Envelop humanity in my grasp;
Give me this chance, that’s all I ask.
I am above, around and within.
I am a poet, lover and friend.
I am the one that speaks of the Truth;
I am the spreader of lies that take root.
Sing with me now, let go of this fear,
Echo my verses as your vision clears.
Sleep in your bower, let my words enrapt;
Giving you visions as I spend my craft.
I am the mouthpiece of all that has come.
I am the piper leading the throng.
I am the singer of words in your heart.
I am the thief that steals in the dark.
I lie beside you. I stand above.
I am inside you feeling your touch.
I am the cradle that shelters your babe.
I am the poison that robs you of days.
Everything now and everything then,
Everything future, everything Zen.
I am your book, your Bible, your verse;
I am the spell, incantation and curse.
Yours are the ears given to me;
Yours are the souls lost to iniquity.
Yours are still yours, and yours all alone;
But mine are the heights where I sit on this throne.
My words are testament, map, self-help guide;
Stealing you piece by piece from inside.
As a sister once wrote giving light to my eyes,
“I mean I can fly like a bird in the sky.”
-Dakin 3/27/08
[*note - the quote is from the poem "Ego-Tripping" by Nikki Giovanni]
