Listening the reggae music is one of my favorite times to engaged,
While dribbling my head away from upside down of memories,
Strumming the guitar from downside to uptown hills,
Blowing thy saxophone meant for trembling the bass line of voice.
Rumbling the left and right passing the ball fast forward,
Glowing the ministry of faithfulness from the change of mood,
Hence, the glorious past of heaven above, I love thee,
Encore, the best I love to manage my creativity here.
Saxophone is in the above from the middle of nowhere,
Changing the notes of each line in the chords,
In the melody of passion of passive and madness,
Vigorously telling all the truth to light from darkness.
Let the sunset be a sunshine of truth,
In the means of your saxophone of melodic reggae.
-by Luis G. Asuncion = 25/05/2021 1831hrs
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