I Am...A Poet
I am a Poet, ready to create
My words are fierce
Ready to pierce the hate
I open the gate of my heart and mind
I am a poet for the people that lost their voice in a war
I am a poet for those who are blind
I want to be heard by a society blind with greed
I am a poet because I don’t have a choice
They are making this whole planet bleed
I am a poet living my nightmares and dream
A determined woman defying her fate
A powerful scream
I am a poet, you better believe
I am not giving up
I was born to thrive
I will always be a poet till the day I die
My city will see the lies and the blindfolds will fall
We will look up to the sky
I am a poet, are you one too?
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