Transmute

When Low vibes occur, I Self-Soothe.

  I'm a Poet, and thats what I do...

"Speaking" listens, while "Listening" speaks.

"Engaging" disengages the knot of nerves raging in me...

I once soothed, to evict the pain.

I now soothe, to transmute the game...

"Angry", put it in a poem, and set it free.

"Sad", put it in a bucket and water the trees...

"Melancholy", put it in a blender with love and light.

"Bored", Put it in your soul, it'll be alright...

"Chaos", put it in your arms, with unity and care.

"Bondage" , Put it in liquid, no stickiness there...

My reality is what I make it.

Never Lacking, I create it...

Gifted hands, and Poetry strong.

Self soothing, is the way back home.