Two Three

The enigma of twenty three,
The Arecibo message to my extraterrestrial matter,
Rebel with a cause, look up conscientious objectors,
Meaning I believe in me, so far,
two's and three's into perfect fives,
meaning my life in me, is destined to survive,
meaning my life in me, is destined for greatness,
that is the story of me, no second guesses,
that is the story of you, deep down in hidden places,
I done fight many wars, I done defied many laws,
so to speak, or maybe conversated with many Toms,
Dick has never spoke, but Harry is always in a hurry,
to speak what i want to speak, as if he's stealing my speech,
This is the world I live in - of generosity,
Because we are cut from the same fabric,
Different textures, coarse or fine stones like the titanic,
we even walked in two's to overflow the floods, Noah's arc,
we drink from the same cup, and feed into the same conscious,
we defy death of spirit, and rise to our own believing,
Hope is all we have, and a strong belief of progressing,
We fight the odds, and even
it out so that we are all at the same start,
I had a conversation with my mental and signed a pact,
that i would at all times and situations play a part,
in these world of many stages like Shakespeare purposed,
I let my words thunder and pour out abundance,
At times I sit and listen, and observe my environment.

The enigma of twenty three,
This is your turn to speak through your mind that wants to speech,
these are the tools of trade of any human being,
plus a heart of feeling to sustain our life being,
to unlock padlocks strengthened to steal,
our gems and inner steel,
to just survive and be still,
OR to soar, these skins to unpeal,
these souls to reveal,
these backward whims to kill,
these hidden dreams to fulfil,
I look back and happy I feel,
I have treaded many valleys and still,
His rod has seen me through many ills,
His staff has signed the same bill,
to petition my case full of thrill,
Malaria when I was little, almost lost my eye this year,
Fee stealing fiends feeding us fear,
their price to pay, oh so dear!
My vision remains ever clear,
My penchant for purpose without fear,
I bump my fists and shout oh yea!
I thank God for a really good ear.