Sharing my gift with the world has been my mission,
using, language and diction, the mic is my addiction,
cook my work up in the kitchen, let my voice be heard,
street curbs be the canvas where my thoughts occur,
letting the pen be my eyes when my vision is blurred,
spilling blood between the lines, an inscription of verbs,
permanent ink, wait, take a minute to think,
let the sediment sink to the bottom of your ocean
Sunday, August 9, 2009
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