Poem: House of Unity — Medeacine

Best friends on a roll,Spoken word a rare thing,All about heart and soul,Not puppets on a string,One-2-one relays, block the mole,Telepathic speed dial, ring-a-ping-ping. Strike a chord,That’s right, I on keys, you on bass,Harmonious rhythms, pause only to raise a sword.We back in the manor, pick up the pace,You on drums now, me on the […]

Poem: House of Unity — Medeacine

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