Like Afro beats the rhythm captures my roots, my heritage, the song of the ancestors.
Blessed am I the way the vibration moves through my soul, echoing loudly deflecting white noise, deflecting white lies.
I feel alive, moving to the awakening of happiness that once was dormant awaiting life, awaiting the perfect melody to sing along to.
I sing, if only in my mind.
I dance, if only in my daydream.
I breathe the spirit of now.
I am here, awake reciting ancient folklore laying every track as my train of thought runs free.