Something About That Something Poem by THEODORE MOSLEY

It will take you around the world and back in a moment of time.

Your exploration of journeys will have you looking for it when darkness falls.

Money cannot attain to it like the breath of life can sustain you.

You can find it hidden in love when it becomes love forever.

Death has persuaded minds to become exclusive without permission.

Eyes prevail without conversations and judgements become impaired.

Solicitations of dreams were asked to plead their cause for righteousness.

Blinded by seductions of walks they have become incarcerated.

For unknown reasons the flesh is challenged and the right to say no vanishes.

Cultivated to represent the throne of grace it has been diminished to pains of afflictions.

Hearts of astounding nights and days of uncontrollable bliss was sanctified in heaven.

Infused with its' own tenderness of obliviousness you hear names being presented to the midnight stars.

Wayward fantasies with decrypted words of sorcery engaged the lies of its truth.

From generation to generation there is something about that something.

Written by Theodore Mosley

September 28,2018