Poetry Nah Lie

[Verse 1]
Yuh can question mi heart if yuh want to,
But mi seh poetry — it vital like a plant do.
Messenger fi di soul inna we own tune,
A medicine fi truth, under full moon.

In dis time weh di world full a fear,
We word-sound-power bring we near.
In a place weh viral mean value,
Poetry stay humble, yet it brand new.

[Verse 2]
Yeah, mi seh it real like rice and seed,
Poetry feed, not just mind — but need.
Connection weh deeper than trend or ting,
Resistin’ all dem system fi marketing.

Mi overstand church and pyramid stone,
Maslow’s ladder, each man fi own.
But it’s when wi fragile, crack and fall,
Poetry rise — seh mi soul still tall.

[Chorus - Smoky & Slow]
Poetry nah lie, it nah pretend,
It a holy fire, come fi mend.
Low and steady, inna every sigh,
Yuh feel it beat — poetry nah lie.

[Verse 3]
Mi seh it balance all di grind and sell,
A bridge outta hell, like a wishing well.
Empathy strong when yuh drop yuh guard,
And hear life from mouths who walk it hard.

Mi seh we voice got power fi shift,
Denounce di tricks, di narcissist drift.
Stand tall, resist di blind division,
Mi chant fi truth, not no illusion.

[Verse 4]
Cycle of pain — we breakin’ dem chain,
No more ego games or blood-stain reign.
We build bridge cross dat digital tide,
Findin’ light in every soul we ride.

Yuh know di feelin’ when it touch yuh bone,
That word sound mek yuh feel not alone.
It realer than most can ever show,
Like a heartbeat riddim in di flow.

[Bridge – Spoken/Chanted Softly, with Smoky Edge]
Capture textures, all dem scars and joy,
Paintin’ difference — not some act or ploy.
Ordinary made holy in the sound,
When love speak, no need fi crown.

[Chorus Repeat – But Even Lower, More Intimate]
Poetry nah lie, it nah pretend,
It a holy fire, come fi mend.
Low and steady, inna every sigh,
Yuh feel it beat — poetry nah lie.

[Outro – Soft, Like Whispered Truth]
So mi seh again…
Poetry a bridge to we dignity.
A chant to honour we fragility.
A sacred rite inna dis world so gritty.
A language… for a new century.

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