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RwitiwЯ is a poet and spoken word artist of exceptional talent, currently languishing in a regional jail. Beneath an Artful appearance lies a Dodging lyrical wit, and the heart of a born performer. If you do nothing else on this page, LISTEN TO THE AUDIO :)
Picked by chance in stakes of happenstance that fall like snowed flakes;
Unique our time is chosen.
Does this mean
The time inbetween
That is less serene
When compared to this magical moment.
Is proof of a captured chance taken away to be locked in a cage.
Yes, a cube where luck is frozen.
This would indicate a key to fate that must be hidden;
For the cage is not a cage but a treasures chest.
Yes, a prism where all good things reside in.
It must be this phantom key
That teleports from you to me,
During seasons of serendipity
Unlocking welcomed opportunity among territories far & near;
Ubiquity, the essence of freed equality.
Once hinged? Perhaps. Till fate proclaims the lock be opened.
Now I question the phantom holder;
As Grim is the Reaper,
Whom is the one that bestows Luck upon the beholder?
The sole being that looms in levy against boredome, grief,
& all of circumstances considered miserable
A forgotten travesty of the chief of glee;
To ignore such a beings presence henceforth from now.
As Luck would have it, I bow unto this light formidable.
And at the knee, Yes near my shoe.
"Would you look at that!", A penny bright in copper hue.
Is this symbology of a presidents head,
A key or a clue?
In opposition from what we perceive under a latter or passinga black cat.
Yes, instead comfort is given from a rabbits leg or a dead man in a black top hat
Due to notariety of these infamous signs,
Should I supersticiously follow them blind;
To believe in generational myths of things I randomly find.
Who made these rules -
Yes! Who pathed the path to such a precarious line?
Perhaps it is time to give heed in regards to what we believe.
As Luck's origins are a mystery,
Our fate does not have to be.
That being said,
Repeat after I.
Farewell Good Luck
For I am the key to a future fortunately blessed.
M'Yes...
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- RwitiwЯ
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