What I Am
Becoming a poet is not a miracle
It takes a mind that thinks analytical
An artist uses words as material
Thinking satirical as well as political
Theological as well as philosophical
Touching the lyrical
Reach for the pinnacal
And make people dream
Don't call me cynical
Just because I'm a poet
My words are empyracal
And I let people know it
With hypotheticals
I allow men to dream
It's inconcievable
What a little hope brings
With raw talent
And some help from my muse
I seize a radical
Cure for abuse
Take a sabbatical
And put a pen to good use
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