Pages between pieces…
Words between lines on leaflets…
Silence between chimes as the wind rests…
The waves don’t quit.
The wind and water commit to symphony
as I commit to memory making no mockery.
Take a hammer to hurdles.
I meticulously demolish and dismantle.
I won’t hold you back or urge you.
My energy is entwined balance.
I watch fathers make examples.
I vacate spaces not meant for me and move…
I move under the impetus of intuition’s behest,
leaving impressions that I am bereft.
Celebrants check and I am blank.
There is nothing… Nothing is left.
Nothing is missed—
I’ve seen what’s amiss.
I still won’t betray it.
I gracefully bow out.
There is more… gratefulness… without a doubt.
My rightful place awaits.
No cobwebs gather.
I waits not in vain.
Errol Percival Jr.(Daiikiru Maximillion)


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