I am the poet to your problems
Follow me and do not fall behind
I beckon you not to run ahead
Simply walk beside me and see
Turning it all inside out
Spilling innards of thought
And testimony to whatever
I am the heart that cries
For the people around him
The poet is the police
Protecting from evil thoughts
And ill intended actions
I am the mind that ponders
So that you don't have to
And laces it down
To the random beats
For those who get the vibe
And I love my peoples
With all my heart
You are whom I fight for
There is beauty even in the ugliest
And ugly in the most beautiful
Love this present life
Love yourself
And love each as an equal
These are my wisest words
So calm and pure
Rolling to the end of the tracks
Only to sit still for a minute
Before bursting into the sun
Once more
Monday, April 9, 2007
Poet
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