jacqueline amos

I Am Old Enough To Dye
2003-05-08 02:40:21 (UTC)

Poet after my death

Poet after my death
By Jacqueline Amos

The spoken word, screams of unison, I shall not die, Hear
the bellowing sounds rising up from the depths of
humanity, Life is death, death is life, crying out to the
soul of men words spoken, being placed in discord, words
of peace. The soul of a poet, Life after death.

You shall embrace the words of ancient times, Through the
universal space of mind The peaceful place of integrity.
Perhaps, you will hear the words, of calm, written from
the poet within. Love calms the inner peace; I shall live,
as my words, spoken with love. Poet after death, My words
continue to live on. Darkness has no power off my pen.

Copywriter 2002

Jacqueline Amos All rights reserved to collections of
work by Jacqueline Amos
I live within, the words of a poet, death shall not, stop
the spoken words, Life is death, Death is life, Poet the
prophet of spoken words.