A Song Poem by (TPAC) Alexander Coppedge

Thoughts that aid endeavors sing out intent; striking within the sting it hurts, giving a new concept by speaking words that have comfort: lifting one wing, accepting it as an idea.


This viewpoint holds a clear vision below seeding; dip sown fact helps refresh forms to dry sprouts that are low: break walls direct blow, upgrading lower areas with sinks.


Concepts behold tips to do flips; dancing visions release color, moving as one team bent twists; playful slips, showing factor things tickles, viewing full laughter, smiles.


Lightning does hop leaps go upward; striking far reaches of the mind notes, unheard hope sounds pop, it's them: joining together, all fully playing cheerfully, doing a bop.


Sparkles are seen leaping dive done, teaching lessons, directing their instruction; lying in a nest alive, sighted visual of this single egg, adding to a happy hive deposits, joys: shining a glittering crystal like the Sun.


Spirits speak of rules, bring laws to follow; never fear of any tricky actions strike that governs, baring sorrow, without sending anger: aid view, of a sparrow.


My mind, this crisp song thumps, tells the truth sound notes, help; pounds that rings restructure a loud bong, toward growth, gives forth strength: becomes a warrior factor, a Kong, assists in full victory.


Light beams inside me shining, suggesting probable solutions and to viewpoints; forward notions that lift, painlessly, correct many positions; never feeling distressed, I close all issues; retain my harmony.