I am an orator
I am exceptionally brilliant with words
They say...
They say a picture is worth more than a thousand words
But I'd rather paint perfect pictures with mere words
That even the painter could not expressively capture with brush strokes
That's a dis-service, a dis-pleasure. The words of this poet can never be dis-regarded
Nah, I take that back
For real, I take it back
'Cos I'm a creator
I create words that create life
Bury these words and see them grow and bloom
Like Orchids cultivated on a cultured soil
These words got flesh, blood, body, spirit, soul
THIS IS POETRY: THIS...IS PROSE
I could make you buy a poisonous potion
But I'll rather not
'Cos I just wanna win battles, win wars
Win souls, earn victory, make history
....Sorry, I just rewrote it
You're about that life, I'm about these words
'Cos this to me, fam, is life
See, I was born for this, I was birthed with this ability
I mastered the art, I mastered this craft
It's artistry, It's craftsmanship
I turn pulp and papyrus into paper
Leather skins into parchments
Clay and stones into tablets
I quill, I pen, I ink
Call it whatever you want, I'm just a wordsmith
And don't confuse me for a prodigy 'cos I'm not
And I am not a genius either
I'm just a shaper, a maker
Of Gracious, Grace-Giving, Gorgeous, life-saving, enGaging words
I'm Great, I am magnificent
You know where my peak is, that's where I wanna be
Where I can speak words that transcend and transform
Never to be translated but transfigured
But I'm not yet getting closer
I'm not yet going home
With these dead broken bones
Singing 40 songs
While I'm crossing Jordan
I'm gifted but my gift is a curse
And don't blame me
I am
JUST A POET