Poesy

you are POET
you are ordained
you are POET
the HOLY GRAIL is
your pen
you are POET
you raise your rod and
bring down hell
you are POET
you cut open the
belly of the wale
you are POET you
drink from what you draw
from the well without a pale
you are POET you
REVOLUTIONIZE you
ENERGIZE
you are POET you
wipe the sleep from tired eyes
you are POET are you not
sound the trumpet and they
will rise
you are POET you
are strong
fist full of lighting
charged up
pen in hand, guards up
you are POET so
get yourself up
you are POET
hands down, you are
the one chosen to
PEN it down