ODE TO THREE POETS (THE REAL ME)
By April Sims © 2006
The first poet dares to dream
She dreams of owning her own spot
A books and poetry café
I agree with her . . . that concept is hot
And in order for her to obtain this dream
She puts on her armor
And gets down on her knees
Because she truly believes
That no weapon formed against US shall prosper
And hops on endless open mics like the energizer bunny . . .
Like a bear tirelessly searching for honey
And it does not matter how many obstacles
Are placed in her way because
They only jerk her back into her mental purpose
This is reality and not some made up fallacy
The second poet slits his wrists on
Napkins
Receipts
And
Multi-colored pages
Bathing them in multi-colored ink that leaks from his soul
Many times causing him to hemorrhage on stages
For minimum or no wages
So everyone will know what his name is
And he can leave a positive legacy for the next generation
That graces this nation
The third poet has knelt down and cried while
Preaching
Teaching
and
Acting
Out his life on many stages
With many people watching
Revealing that some among us . . . some among us
Conspire against us
Because they fear us
And all because they want to be just like us
While down on his knees
He asks the Father to please . . . forgive the conspirators
Because they know not what they do
He prays that they work with us
And get to know us
Because ultimately who WE worship is the same
WE just call him by a different name
Many do not have it like me
Because they do not know the daily struggles of the three
Most are on the outside looking in
But that does not stop them from lending . . . their opinion
They do not know me
Or the three that dwell outside as well as within me
And I invite them who question the three and me
To break bread with WE
To get to know the real WE
Because without WISDOM there can be no pure and everlasting CIPHER (Cypha)
And together "WE" are GREATER than "i"
And THE POETRY MANnnnnnnnn is what we
Spit
Bleed
and
Cry
Ultimately our goal is to S.L.A.M. everyone
By
Spreading
Love
And
Messages
of UNITY
Until WE finally become ONE community
enjoyed your expressions through poem...
Art Sun...
peace,
dan
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
~Sharon