Poetry Vibe is the Village Builder
And we are the bricks of resurrection
Vibrating listening eyes of the old and young
Know that we do not Vibe in vain;
As disciples of the Word,
God directs our allegorical messages
Mixed youthful cement is churning
Replacing the mud to bond old bricks
Into new Village dwellings of liberations
Let us continue to brick the Word,
With our Village Poetry Vibe flowing
Melodic, rhythmic ebony essence
Of the Sun’s and Moon’s resurrection
Speaking to each other, let the Comets
Of our truths reach out to each other
Comprising the whole of the Village
Builders cannot build without materials;
Our youths are the material navels
Raised to the full moon of the black night
And Poetry Vibe, the buried umbilical cord
Seeding the birth of the new day dawning