Power Of The Spoken

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MC Mantra - Rap

Power Of The Spoken

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Burning internally the sound was never overheard But traveled early to a place where the chosen learn The point of no return, where mental focus blurs Quite literally the Power or the Spoken word, Mantra. Older than time and science Intangible collusion of a divine alliance Phonetic outreach freeing the mind of violence, Chant the Mantra, Make them hide in the silence Denial of its potency a fool's tirst triumph Be not misled by the logic of liars An outlandish concept, initially ridiculous, Complex and hideous, dismissed as gibberish, But nevertheless intricate. profound, mysterious, Gathering support from the villagers Those who witness it, marvel in its brilliance. Bask in the significance of limitless experience, Ageless wisdom. Scrawlcd in Sanskrit the statements are written In ancient tradition of the Vedic religion, Generations later there's a shift in its rhythm and a change in its vision Adopted by Buddhism, given to Sikhism. High priests and monks, Christians, Black Magicians All sent praise to the almighty voice Endless eminent resonance, a cause to rejoice, Vocal vibrations, global migrations Pilgrims walked the land in search of salvation Each in the deep midst of a personal odyssey, Questioning the mind as they arrived at the monastery Here they learned a true honesty Spoken via prophecy well acknowledged in prominent philosophy The sophistry of elders and clarity of an oracle, Meant the reputation was historical Obstacles appeared often manifesting horrible Mantra was there, providing power to conquer the impossible Beneath the superficial, deeper than human tissue Speaking to people in parable and superstition To the letter every bit as blessed as benediction, Development of a better system of recognition, Simple symbols and glyphs printed its definitions, Millenniums on the devil saw potential in it Good and evil went hook and needle But couldn't neither separate the roots of a crooked tree from its wooden steeple The struggle was pushed to an extreme And its distance would exponentially increase At the same time kids wreak havoc in city streets, There's peeps in the abbey establishing inner peace Universal balance is restored and reformed at dawn When simple acts of meditation are performed What does Mantra mean to me? It means exactly what it means to be an emcee I'm not talking just lyrical I'm talking one syllable can put a firm grasp on the metaphysical The message in the crux of a verse Present from the highest peak to the crust of the earth Under the dirt speaking on behalf of them to which it is deserved The first voice and the last word

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  • R. Tremlett