You Can Feel It ( Spoken Word )
Poetry come to life through Backpacker Hip-Hop
Lyrics
Listen to it ,
Feel it ...
Its there ...
Don't you feel it .
Around you , in you ,
In your very being .
The existance that pulses our viens and channels of life.
Flip remote concepts , conceptional rights , freedoms
Traits , love and death ... while lovers stretch hands to reach for the fingertip of Venus
Dance celestial beings ... dance.
Tango aross milky valleys - strangle the sterile needle who's lethal tip draws abrosia from your flowing rivers of exstacy .
Right next to me , with the wings spread of an angel , on the eastern wind , set free flagrant flags , marking the meaning of life.
Standing on that mountaintop, broad smile .. everlast the rows - the glow - the show.
Set stage , lights on ... cameras ? No .. not cameras , this is one time , one line .. and breath , one set .
Check . Tick , flip pen script , just another notch , another sweet nothing on the edge of my page.
Another blank stare into the wall . Another realization ... of it all .
The fall , the rise , the war and the prize - nib flashes , ink splashes , spread page at the scratch of light.
War fought the endless plight , pen mightier than the sword - who's right .
Backtrack break boards , third rails short circuit - cut power .
In darkness now ... can you see it , do you see the darkness around us.
Whispering those sweet nothings delicately into our ears.
Soft murmers , sweet echos of what has come to pass , and will always be ,
Flipped scripture into something more than spirtual value , or a word of Man ,
This is something real.
Listen to it ,
Feel it ,
It's there ,
Now you feel it ...
Poetry.
