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People savor memory like nothing else. They hold to an event,
to an occasion,
that sustains
their spirit and exalts : their mind.
What I have discovered, and what I have taken to be my own
is simply
the rhythm of
sweet soul music.
I’m not going to go on and on about my Bar Mitzvah, the birth of my sister,
or the death of my Grandfather,
but simply the phenomenon I hold so dear to my heart.
Lifelong philosophies are a work in the making,
but one thing that stays everlasting is that
mutual love that I have for my fellow people.
This is what my sweet soul music is.
It may not be a singular event, but a lasting MOMENT:
the harmony of a vibrant rhythm.
This music I speak of is not only melodic patterns, delightful tunes, vivid
lyrics,
but a theory , and a way of life.
But that momentous prodigy called
Sweet Soul Music | my sweet soul music….is in danger.
Of being overrun.
All this v i o l e n c e this uprising and
impediment of love
have done nothing
to promote my sweet
soul music,
BUT ONLY HAVE MADE IT WEAKER,
only to
be denigrated for it’s vision.
Of love. passion. acceptance. of mutual concern.
My sweet soul music makes no prejudices. It holds no grudges.
It takes no prisoners.
It frees the inmates within the mind. It thinks freely
yeah!. It promotes opinion.
And my sweet soul music provokes emotion. It lets you cry!,
laugh!, frown!, smile!, sneer!, snicker!, and it lets you love BUT it doesn’t
let you HATE.
It runs through your veins : seeps into your tear ducts,
soaks into your pores :: and is extracted from yo’ brain.
My sweet soul music sparks intellect. It’s metaphysical. Supernatural
baby!
It conjures up thought, stresses introspection, it gives birth to concepts
beyond normal conclusions. It runs counsels with the depths
of the mind
dissects the cerebellum
it finds intelligence from the
spine
to the brain
to the heart.
My sweet soul music builds romance.
devotion
passion. Like a fiery
fission it splits affection and fondness into immortal desire. It incites
outbursts: makes you
FEEL the love The emotion.
It drives you to treasure magnificence!
beauty! , and to value!
aesthetic you once thought was static.
My sweet soul music upholds
my persona,
it crafts my being, makes me special, sets me apart.
It loves me for me
doesn’t scorn at difference. Values bizarre things.
( Even people. )
My sweet soul music reaches the seven seas
into space
aims
to please everyone. from
everywhere.
It runs. Like a tick. That crawls and inflicts the sick with a cure.
Of living not for themselves.
But for all the bodies. those bodies that are
strugglin’ racin’ pacin’
and.
FIGHTIN’
against a current that battles like a continuous force.
Tellin’ them they ain’t gonna win.
It may be that my SWEET SOUL MUSIC isn’t that special time that everyone has.
That they remember. helps them move on from their past.
My sweet soul music can’t be captured.
By smacking
down the facts.
Man, sweet soul music just doesn’t fly like that. It
:::::flies::::::::
through words. And when I find the right ones. I’ll write an even better
poem.
by Eli Rosenblatt |
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