ZYLOFON MEDIA. Spoken Word piece by: the POSTMAN ginoHENRY

/ June 11, 2018
During the DARK days
When the ART & ENTERTAINMENT
industry
Were buried alive in a hidden dungeon
No one bothered to rescue it
The cry of artists reached the town
But none was heard.....

This is a piece by the POSTMAN ginoHENRY titled ZYLOFON MEDIA.


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During the DARK days
When the ART & ENTERTAINMENT
industry
Were buried alive in a hidden dungeon
No one bothered to rescue it
The cry of artists reached the town
But none was heard.....

This is a piece by the POSTMAN ginoHENRY titled ZYLOFON MEDIA.


Click on the LINK below to download this piece by THE POSTMAN titled "ZYLOFON MEDIA"


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THE ANCESTORS sent this message through ''THE POSTMAN''. He calls it ''THE STATE OF THE NATIONS ADDRESS''!
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Can i race you in the hot sun?

To get my skin tanned by the heat of your love?

The sky drops it tears on us, so we can feel how it wished there was a little space by it for another sky

As it rains its droplets softly kisses the heat from the soil  

Romances the soil,

And eventually lays with the molten magma

The earth crust moans

Then erupts the volcano


Twinklier are the stars but not as twinklier as thy love

memories from our past calms the quake

Hatred gets a relationship deforested    

And broken heart causes global warming

the stars are no friends of the sun

love me with thy heart, soul and mind

And my life shall sparkle as the silver moon             

















SILVER MOON

SILVER MOON

by on August 12, 2017
Can i race you in the hot sun? To get my skin tanned by the heat of your love? The sky drops it tears on us, so we can feel how it w...
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Two heads are better than one

so together our heads are in a comfortable lead

we know not why we run

But all we hear are chants and songs these humanoids sing



Our heels awakens the earth from its slumber

And our tails sends out lovely signals to the wind

they merge as one, call them lovers

But signals of our tails to the wind is much deeper a kiss


we run fast

but not as fast as sensation

We want to strive far

As deep as penetration


you wish we are what you think

Sorry we are not, we are just HORSES.




THE POST MAN : gino HENRY

HORSES.

by on August 04, 2017
Two heads are better than one so together our heads are in a comfortable lead we know not why we run But all we hear are chants ...
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