A Poet's Buffett
I developed an appetite for words really young.
I chose my weapon and the pen was my gun.
A gift that was born inside of me.
Writing was the only time I felt free.
I was ahead of my time since I was a little girl.
Writing about things that I seen in the world.
Some things I wrote about I had no way of knowing.
I begin to write and the words kept flowing.
I wrote about past things, and things to come.
My peers didn't understand where I was coming from.
So I secretly wrote and expressed what I felt.
Writing about the cards that I was dealt.
Like seeing my father gun down, never to hold me again.
With a shotgun blast because of the color of his skin.
Watching my Mom trying to hold it together.
A brave strong woman that I love forever.
I wrote about being teased because I didn't fit in.
I found comfort in my paper and love in my pen.
Girls my age didn't want to be around me either.
Because I was raised not to be a follower, always be a leader.
I didn't do fads, and to me trends were dumb.
So I walked to the beat of my own private drum.
As time kept going, so did I.
I began to experience the things that made me cry.
The disappointments, betrayals, and heartbreaks too.
I wrote when I was happy, and wrote when I was blue.
I traveled many places with my poetry and rhymes.
Thinking that I would make it big, it was only a matter of time.
But while all this was going on illness struck this poet.
I was knocking at death's door and I didn't even know it.
I've opened up for some of the biggest names to date.
I was sure I would be a famous poet, I just had to wait.
Standing ovations on every stage that I've ever walked.
People felt the truth in their heart's whenever I wrote or talked.
The offers were there and the money sounded great.
But I found out by God himself, "the business" wasn't my fate.
I was raised with morals and values and some things I refuse to do.
You'd be surprised at the things that people will ask of you.
I wasn't about to be famous by laying on my back.
Or being degraded, so that ended that.
The entertainment business is like a deal with the devil.
You have to sign your soul away to get to the next level.
I wasn't accepted in the literary groups because I didn't possess a degree.
And I refuse to be anyone other than me.
I happened upon PoetrySoup and I felt welcomed from the start.
Finally I was able to express myself straight from the heart.
I feel the love and I know that all will be okay.
Sitting down with royalty at a Poet's Buffett.
Copyright © Sonya Kyle | Year Posted 2014
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