A Tribute To Prince Rogers Nelson Poem by THEODORE MOSLEY

Coronations of the world and he found himself within the centerpiece of the musical revolution.

Insatiable with the notes of melodies he created sounds beyond the imagination of awareness.

Creative in thinking the sound of music collaborates his mind as he subdues stringed instruments within himself.

The doves that cried were tears of harmony that flowed from his mother's womb as he heard the harps playing.

Astute and precise the formation of his guidance arranged the movements of the labyrinth in detailed coalition.

Eccentric and modest his development of me directed me towards the concept of maturity within the signs of my life.

Chains of sobriety eluded me of their consultation of slavery within the studio of their choice.

Polluted from the history of the masses he produced the population of his own syndication.

Shouldering the escapade of his decision his revolution created "The Purple Rain".

His freedom and his visions declared that his island would produce unheralded compilations.

The philanthropy of his success induced him without borders to avail endless boundaries of communications.

Written by Theodore Mosley
June 10,2016