This is the fourth poem in the freetyping series written to The Roots song “you got me”, This is…


by Edward (Witness the Limitless poet) Taylor III

Watchin’ the wind embrace elegant faces, when the past flashed me back, like a Kodak moment,

I was frozen in time brought back to the dream in mind, like it was a crime scene,

The scene was laid with faces once known from a past once known, so I switched to C.S.I vision got dialed in & focused –
What was reveled only God knows this, so I chose this beat to mix O2 with B.P. letting the keyboard catch fire to produce heat;
Only if you could see the flames from a brain caught up in heavenly moments,
Moments that are hard to explain if you’ve never been there, captured in his presence without a care…