Ashes To Dust (The Spoken Word Morgan Lambert Hopson II) 2017

Soon to be consumed; embalmed; then scented with formaldehyde perfume. Entombed in eternity’s bosom; such a dark room. Time will be an illiteracy dancing on the edge which forgot time; shackled, finally humans’ crime. Hope lost in its prime. The sublime will be answered amid the subliminal. Damned criminal, going back to the primal state from which we have come. All! Not some.