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My own Season

What’s your season?
Does it catch you in a wrong?
It is your carriage or your throne?
Do you mark it with a song?
Can you really justify your reason?
For pouring out your spirit for so long?
Is this your atone?
Can you insert and eject one?
Where is the beginning to your decent?
Do you choose a thong?
Are you looking to please God or man?
Can I leave this as sand?
Spilling through the keyhole?
Is there any other way through?
My mold is everso in the plan?
Can I resist your hand?
Please spare me your audience?
and watch me dance?
To my own beat?
I think I will.

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The blue ribbon
I dance to win
A wealth
So true
Is my kin
Sitting in residue
Of a youth
No longer trying to blend in
Rather becoming the great from within.


Shoe lacesLaying low to reason with seasons
Of shoes so loose lays the laces
Tempting ears to rise
In a disguise after I realize
What I just sewed of my shoe
Are the two bunny ears and new
Are my laces of blue
Tying on top of and under
Dances my fingers as they linger
Waiting for my thoughts to reach me
As I teach me to exercise
The dance and the knot of the bunny
So sunny today in my light
Im happy they’re tight
And as I run I will have fun
Jumping as my mind uses
My binding of a story
Of a kind
That helps me learn
That I can earn
The respect of myself
As I reach the shelf
Of my glory
And become a winner.