lifetsyle

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Music


It is the sad song
the good fight
It is the means of salvation
That instant embrace
The pungent chord
The public sexiness in the key
It is that rapture
That demanding emancipation
the baby crying
that angry pulse
the rolling of the eyes
the brick being thrown
the loud and silent middle finger


It is stating
how we feel
what we do
how we fight
the scars we wear
the violence unseen
the blacks
the purples
the pinks
the green
It is magic without the wand
Without the hat or the suspended lady


It lives
Passing from fingers
To pen
From mouth
to altar
it is
Life

Written by Jill Scott

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