Sublime Flow

His seamless flow comes from the most high above so there's no blocking God & his words of love They descend from clouds on backs & wings of doves falling kamikaze style from abodes above This irritates a few so in there lies the rub but the show must go on as it is made with love It's like he's in the soaps on screens lacking the pull of plugs but still electrifies like eels fiiled a tub He opens his wings of love for those in need of hugs after laying down the sword in a flat on Persian rugs The emotions poured from him like waterfalls & floods because he'd overcome the dams blocking divine liquid love