when I first started to write
my pen was young I was
was criticized for thoughts
I had on paper by those who
wrote their thoughts too
the things they said hurt
my soul I didn't know what
they wanted this young
unexperienced Poet to do
I took my voice and tucked
it away I didn't like the game
I didn't want to play what made
them think they were better
than me who made them
experts on what Poetry
could and couldn't be
why did they always pick
on me why couldn't I share
an not be slandered
for the longest time I sat
on the sideline wishing I
could get in the game
knowing I wasn't like them
knowing I had something
much different to bring
to the table reminding
myself "you're a rebel"
"you always went against
the grain" anything different
is thought of as strange
"be strange change the game"
one day they will be sitting on
the sideline trying to figure out
how to play your game, every
one has their own way of
doing things that's what makes
one unique it's in the technique
I put my head down and started
writing it down when I came up
for air I was there in flow state
"how does it feel" it feels great
those who hate gone hate but
don't put food on my plate
been versatile since I was child
being predictable is out of style
fake left and go right
ambidextrous is how I write
The Immortal Wize
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mlowe5 says: Messengers...teachers...truth releasers...do not write to entertain but to rhythmically flow out the truth from its cistern. Continue to be who you are, my Brother. Peace and Love. |
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