They don't like Poets cuz we Read Fine
Lines,..Yes, we do, we got Sonnets down too.
They're 14 lines traditionally and 10 beats.
I like that tune, Miles Davis, whatcha do-
in to my Self Dissatisfaction? Where
did you send it? I see a Fleshy Cloud
moving North toward the Serrano Lands,
Beautiful Ancestors, Great Women, guards
of my Body and Mind who made a Mound
of Earth beneath my Dream of Self-Worth, for
Something more, an Education, Freedom
of Thinking, of Speaking, of Rhyme, of "I."
I exist yes I do I do I do....
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