It has come to my attention

That it’s time for intervention

My recent poetic inventions

Were penned with one intention

To address evil slanderous lies

And look my accuser square in the eyes

I am aware I’m up for judgment

And have aroused too much attention

I do not entertain delusions

I know my strengths and weaknesses

(and writing poetry is one of them- the latter)

I do not judge others

I do not berate their artistic expressions

I have a firmer grasp on reality than any of you know

I’m not a great poet. I certainly know it.

But a person must start somewhere for skill and talent to grow

I know my faults better than anyone

I address them every day

I do not think I’m famous

From celebrity- I’m very far away

I sup at the devil’s table

Of this I’m acutely aware

But I had a talk with Jesus-

And for now- he doesn’t care

Because I’m trapped inside a world, right now

In this great country of ours

Where everything has a price tag

And you must sell all with a smile

Our hopes, our dreams our talent our beings

Are the things we give in trade

To live a life of fairy tales

And carry on this great charade

I love everyone and I do not want to spar

I do not wish to change what any of you are

I appreciate all for the way you walk your path

I drink in every poem and story

At times I cry and at times I laugh

We’re all here for the same thing (I think)

To see and to be seen

And we shouldn’t be afraid to risk our self esteem

However . . .

I do not tolerate disrespect
Or attacks upon my intellect
And I will stomp shrews
And smack grizzleys right between the eyes