Monday, April 16, 2012

One Mic

My open mic of poetry say hello
What you about to get through will be mellow
Ugly or beautiful, it will be truthful
If lies are poured, I shall be Pinocchio
Truth being poured, I shall be a saint
But I am no saint, neither a sinner
My paths are of crossroads
Leading nowhere, beginning anywhere
If we collide, we are not meant to be
But to be or not to be
We have to believe that we got to be...
One mic