Repeat after me…

Say it like I do,
Say it like I say.
Repeat the words and the thoughts,
Repeat the steps and the stops.
Take each verse.
Take each verse and drive it home,
Drive it home until it…
until it hits you.
Hits you like a car SHOULD!!
It Should hit
You should hit you
And know what it feels like to be hit
What hit me?
What hit you?
I dunno.
I dunno what it is you hit-
Somewhere between writing and complaining
I,
YOUR DIARY, had to scream-
Stop!!
Stop this madness, stop the scribbling.
Stop that yabbing,
This isn’t worthy.
It’s stage worthy but are you stage ready?
Now look here son;
You read Byron,
You sought Edgar,
Played in Word’s-Worth
Yes you’re snobbish.
Now here you are-
you dot the lines and play with rhymes…
Frost must feel warm watching a sell out.
What happened to poetry?
What happened to the stuck up attitude?
That stubborn magnitude,
What happened?
The day you bought me
I promised to love and to cherish You,
not this art you took to feel worthy-
To make friends and to feel heavy.
I say -why Reggie- in my Nick Cage voice;
Did I sound worthy?
STOP!
AND REPEAT AFTER ME
Say it like I do
Say it like say
Screeeeeeeeam if you have to
But say it like I do
She broke your heart son, say it like you should
But first
Repeat after me….
I AM A POET
I AM A POET
I AM A DARN GOOD POET SON…

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