i am a dissenting
kind ––
with a spirit of my
own
because i think
because i care
because my nature
demands me be
my highest
self.
i am guilty of
spouting
one thought after
another ––
i’ve been busted
for the possession of
imagination
& i
dream.
heaven is a blessing––
& wisdom & kindness
& compassion are
gifts of holy men
from the eternal heart.
a prophet is
neither a servant
nor a god ––
but a voice
uttering words
beyond the way
things are––
speaking of/for
things as they
are/would/could be
if the world
took flight
as a
song.
do not mistake
my zealotry for
ego ––
i’m too in love
with truth
to sell my soul
for less.