Craft Your Words

He Rapped this one! "Before it's too late i want to try bring this sense of urgency I have to you. The kind you listen and have no objections to. I am articulate in what I do. What I spit out generally is perfected to art. My words are built and conceived from a brilliant mind.  I am not here to play odd games that have no winners in the end.  I have come for a quest an endeavor to bring my words into actions" Rap this one!

Photo courtesy of  dreamstime   I wrote a letter held my pen to the paper. It brought new meaning, a great new feeling. Faces lit up, mouths gaped wide. It was evident that this message I carried, this thought of words was eagerly awaited. It's amazing how each one of them, felt her impact, the desire to fulfill her legacy.  The hearts that were touched.  I did not expect them to laugh so sincerely, chuckle with a tinge of tears drooling down their dusted cheekbones. They wrinkled with laughter, my smile backing theirs. We were honored to celebrate her, to praise her soaring spirit. I was proud to speak my mind, tell it like it is. Plain and simple the way she lived her life.

photo courtesy of  Natural healing Looking back, the menacing treacherous schemes, planned in a sequence, to make the attack. It started like a joke, we laughed throughout  holding our coke,  gulping it down our throat, if only we knew, we would get a choke. painful, burning!

It"s a social networking tool, a database of events, the young media, as the techies would say. You knew it's purpose and still used it. You have written on it, read it, let some socialist read you, your face, what you do , what you did not do, what your planning not to do!  This tool of do's and "do-not" This designed plot of stories, uploaded with cycles of unfamiliar eyes staring at the rotation of your life.  Do not blame it, You called upon it!  The social trail is here to stay. Embrace it or leave it alone..

Photo courtesy of Audio tool Quick, its  Urgent! I am injected with this new breed of life, Scrupulous flowing and denting my muscle of love. My heart is racing, driving my red globins through a rapid waterfall. It's a leap of faith, and my toes have no response. Perhaps, my vessels, the veins, my cocooned artery, felt the triggered power of two hearts yours and mine.