Spoken Word Is Poetry's Fiesty Cousin
All My Spoken Word Lovers
I think Spoken Word is Poetry's fiesty cousin
At first I didn't want to believe it but it was in --
The arch of her lips and the tone of her soul
She is the cipher for words that are lively and bold
She speaks to all that will listen to the sound of her voice
She grabs your attention she wants to be your choice
Spoken word often tells Poetry to get up off the page and dance
But Poetry tells Spoken Word that she is a simple girl she is not that advanced
She'd rather lie down and have people smile at her in pure delight
Poetry also tells Spoken Word, "Sometimes in the translation the audience may lose sight,
Of the point that you are trying to make",
Then Spoken Word said to Poetry, "For goodness sake",
That is absolutely absurd,
Because I have people hanging on to my every word,
And why are you so worried about what people think
Don't you know that I am on the brink,
Of something powerful and strong,
That will have millions of people singing my song."
I kind of agree with Spoken Word
Though I do love Poetry to death,
Poetry is in my soul
But Spoken Word is in my every breath.
Copyright © Doreen Ambrose | Year Posted 2005
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