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Occupied By Angels

from Home Recordings Vol. 1 by Adeem the Artist

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I was born the day I held this old guitar
And I climbed between the strings out of a lonely heart
Writing poems in my skin with sharpie markers in the dark
I was born the day I held this old guitar

I was born the day they dunked me in the pool
Started carrying my bible between classes at the school
I wrote a language out of symbols, immune to ridicule
I was born the day they dunked me in the pool

I was born over and over
And reborn in a field of earth and clover
I am more than these wasteful contradictions
Aesthetic impositions
Of the early days; entranced by the unknown
Hypnotized by magic and terrified of dying all alone

I was born the day I first stepped on the stage
Collapsing with anxiety that’s stuck around with age
I was shaking but I sang until the room was changing shape
I was born the day I first stepped on the stage

I was born the day that I first read Rilke’s notes
Like letters from a father that I would never know
He breathed life into my labor, put some honey in my throat
I was born the day that I found Rilke’s notes

In the corner of my heart,
There is a cradle that I frequent
Unafraid to feel the frailty
Or the strain of trying to speak

It is occupied by angels
That coalesce inside me;
Ghosts of varied passions and beliefs
That are born & die & visit with each other while I sleep

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from Home Recordings Vol. 1, released April 1, 2022

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Adeem is a seventh-generation Carolinian, a makeshift poet, singer-songwriter, storyteller, and blue-collar Artist.

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