SOUL OF A POET->reVISITeD

The way i convey or display words
From my soul(mind)
That may sound like a melancholy symphony a sad song filled with infamy
My playground the English language
As i reveal my thoughts manifested through spoken words
Painting abstract landscapes
Of adjectives that open up the third eye lid
Its atoms flowing at the speed of sound not bound
But hang around till the message is found
Heavy traffic on my side of town
Is it the tears of a sad klown?
Or a flower sprouting out of the ground?
My soul consumed by a STREET CAR NAMED DESIRE
Trying to climb the fence of success but it has barbwire
Money the gateway it fuels hellfire
My reality that i exist with a enlighten train of thoughts
From the civil rights struggle that was fought
I'll stay on my path seeking salvation
Cultivated by meditation looking for your evaluation after hearing unfold the GREATEST story told  
Poems that I hold their 24karat GOLD  
Out of the  
SOUL OF A POET{REVISiTeD)