Mark Gravett Poet Rhyme

Courage

When I look out the window of my mind.
I would see the same sights,
and the same frights.

 But there was something
 about this particular night.
 I was thinking, 
this might be my night.
      
Because on this night,
the stars were extra bright
underneath extreme moonlight,
with the slightest touch of fright,

I then got on stage to recite.
So I broke the ice 
by telling a joke 
to ease my stage right.

I then reminded my mind,
that God is the reason I write. 
Its His eyes thats givin me sight
to write. 

He is the one in control 
and drives.

When fear is running down into my eyes. 
I just need to breath,
and trust God
that my words will come out right.
So my words won't cause a senseless fight .

 Yes tonight
 I got some loud and silent boo's,
 but thats quite alright.
I will always write
 and recite.

So if they don't like what I write,
I don't care.
Because to me,their words
do not have any sound or sight .

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