Monday, August 12, 2013

day 331

So today I've got a mic for y'all to use
With whatever words you choose, y'all can cruise
Punch it in the face
Give it a lil bruise
C'mon baby, you've got nothing to lose.
Matter fact
Fuck the bullshit
Cut the violence
This one roof, we call it poets asylum
So go head poet
show us why you stylin
So go head poet
show us how you wildin 
So go head poet
Here's your mic 
Just dive in
Show the world why we out here strivin
Wake up early just to work that 9-5 and
Still make it on time to the open mic line and
Sign your name for your three minutes of shine and
Who the fuck says vitamin D is a sure in?
The sun in your soul is a sure win
I'm sure that all poets make their way to heaven
So be honest, poet
Give us all your love and attention
Don't be nice but be kind
and eccentric 
And thank god
for this life that is so god damn
exciting 

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