Lightning, lights trees like candles. A lighter gives a cigarette it’s oxidation, Call it liberation if you will.

But when the burning is over, all that’s left is ash.

What sets your heart blaze?

Have you tried to mold fire?

Have you attempted to carve light?

Your hands will burn. The light will fall through the cracks of your human hands.

There is a light in me. It is not the fickle flickering kind. The Light in me sets my bones on fire I cannot contain it.

I introduce to you, the Light in me. The Light in me is a consuming fire. Burning from the inside out Making my cells phoenixes A new man has risen from the ash.

My God is my power source.

When the light comes, there is rejoicing And so we shout “Up NEPA”.

Agallio is my forever mode Because only those with Eternal Light have eternal life

There is a Light in me…

Esohe Cole