Message Of The Daemon

Glued to the brown bench with awe in the eyes

Sunlight beams into the windows of the store front

Inspiration becomes a funny entity as age ascends

The smallest of all can be the apparatus of innovation

A moments worth of time goes beyond the senses

And then words begin to stream from the day dream of the unseen

Jottings of The Dude sooth thy brain as scholastic morphine

Teams go to work in the shadows producing literations of intrigue

Highly developed epiphanies eradicate feelings of fatigue

Poetic notions surround thy surroundings bringing all to a yield

Pellets of positive energy shoot off pierceing thy aura field

Unperfected perfections give reflections of thy inner hero

Lessons become blessins’ with the growing of ground zero

Appealing to the heart be thy work for the ear needing this in laymen

You’re now tuned in to the daemon

M.a.R.a.N.a.T.e

© 2019 Maranate

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