Analysis of WISEP EOPLE
mad hippie poet 1974 (new jersey)
They are coming to me like I was born, just like the day I died, and they were lying next to me with all my family by my side. What are these fucking dreams trying to tell me what to do? They want me to see with this heart the
whole of their pride?
They all have been coming in threes, just like Marleys' little birds. My nana, my papa, and my big brother tell me not to worry about anything because every little thing will be alright.
Just hearing those words from the rasta man and hearing the terms of my family having a plan for me but a smile on a face, then I woke, and in their memory, I did a little wake and bake till I speak again to the wise ones.
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| Metre | 11101111111101110101011111110011111110110111111111111110 1111 1111100111110111011001110111110011001100101111 110111011010011110010011110110111100110011010101111011011 |
| Characters | 664 |
| Words | 141 |
| Sentences | 7 |
| Stanzas | 3 |
| Stanza Lengths | 2, 1, 1 |
| Lines Amount | 4 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 127 |
| Words per line (avg) | 34 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 169 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 46 |
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