Poet on the Radio NileDvine 3/18/01 copyright ( for my friend Horace Coleman, every poet's poet,, smooth as chocolate, Thx - n.d. ) "I know you got soul, if you didn't you wouldn't be up in here.." the announcer said, as Bobby Byrd and the Fabulous Flames Wailed. My Friend and Man of Wisdom Life, Knowledge Horace was the guest and I could feel the fire before he had even said a single word. It was the vibe, and the reasoning that Horace infuses with just his sangfroid presence. As my buddy Rick James would say, " Cold-Blooded " and I'll add Righteous ! Yeah,, the original Fudgesickle. Sistas lick your lips cause this brotha's gonna fill up them corners that all the others leave unanointed. a cool bop tune, a tight hip hop rhyme, all part of his sound scheme of logic. as he says "Whether it's Death Cries or Love Chants". yeah, word sound have power. Someone elses Love is the Armor that our soul wears.. sage and true but not realized by enough people to make it a livable condition. I sit here and listen to the words of a master, knowing that each line is a breath into a life so lived that it would take a lifetime to experience it. the cool jazz and life tales help address an envelope to return the last small hopes of fifteen years of confusion. it's all clear to me now, life is to live, not to dread. I'm gonna eat my Gumbo, drink my Rum, Dance to slowtunes held close, getting sweaty and funky, knowing that I am the Mango of the Eternal Garden, sought out by Adam, this and every Eve. Thank You Bro Horace for being that Man Poet, and straight out letting us know that we are the lyric of life that puts the swing into the daily grind shared on cosmic levels and conscious planes.

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