I Call Not For Rhyme To Save Me Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai
I Call Not For Rhyme To Save Me
I call not for Rhyme to save me
When I be cornered in my Verse.
But more rely
On the Rhythm of the Verse.
That my heart be, unlocked
And bleeding.
I know
I know
It be honesty
It shall be sincerity.
As for the bleeding
Every drop cries sincerity
And cries
‘To the last drop I shall be shed for honesty'
Values are here writ and sealed in blood.
And there shall be turbulence in nether waters
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