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.