These are my Poets by Les II
It’s time to Slam!
We gonna hip dip and ego trip
You up with words of wisdom from
The inner kingdom of the mind
These are my poets
They glory in words
Creating silent images
That replace pain, longing, life, love, joy, peace +war, victory + defeat
These are my poets
They use words to
Instruct and teach about
What is, What will be, What should be, and what aint
Theses are my poets
Their words are their weapons of the mind
Defense against pain, loneliness, jewels of forgiveness
These are my poets
Their words are weapons of the mind
Defense against pain, loneliness,
Jewels of forgiveness
These are my poets
Their words talk about heart and home, Momma and Daddy, Player and the played
The genius of Love
These are my poets
Wordsmiths all
Creating emotion from nothingness
Joy from the mundane
Peace from tragedy
Using your mind as a springboard to humanity
Creativity the sensuality of awareness
These are my poets
Bow your head to their brilliance
Applaud their impact
Respect their words
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