And once I was a poet
Words poured out
Just as waterfalls do
Among the fauna and flora
And once I loved a man
Tears poured out
Just as scorned ones do
Among the lie and injury
And once I was a scholar
Dreams poured out
Just as the progressive do
Among the movers and shakers
And once I was a hussler
Schemes poured out
Just as survivors do
Among the users and takers
And once I was a nomad
Splendor poured out
Just as free souls do
Among the winds and gods
And once I was a poet
This poem is an original work by Dawn King and my intellectual property. It must not be copied or used in any writings, publications, photos, or online platforms without my express permission.