The Clue’s Blue
I’m stuck in a bloody World looking for blue’s clues, that amused who?, absent of thought we’re all abused fools, without proper channels and context it’s all fake news, for the stripped loose screws, power driven without proper fit and force from empowered tools, like Love, you’re not power full if your weakness is you, wage your traits and pay your dues, it’s better to measure twice then cut once, you’ll never know the donts if you do not, go ahead and choose, I’m not telling you what to do, those are your shoes, you and I both can’t walk in them two, a tree is both a seed and its seed too, like walking an idea on a single thought, c’mon close your eyes and see where I’m heading to, food for thought is best chewed with a closed mouth, you have to swallow to digest this, you left to be right, what goes south comes up reaching for the blues, that’s the clue. Selah
A: Poetry By: Randy P.
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I’m Pharaoh Pip, I'm a syndicated blogger for Witish. I’ve been writing pretty much all of my Life, everywhere that I've gone, all that I’ve seen, things that I’ve heard, things that I've experienced, felt and thought of--all goes in to my writing process. I’m constantly writing and jotting down ideas & concepts in my head, a lot of that data is stored for long periods of time before they ever turn into rhythmic words in a sentence. Therefore the process of writing is always therapeutic for me; to get those things off of my chest into existence is like sharing my WiFi connection with you, that’s why my writings are somewhat all over the place subject matter wise. I don’t consider myself the quote end quote this type of writer, that only writes this type of way, I just like to write from the heart. What ever God puts on my Spirit the heaviest, I write about. Selah