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Nov 2015
My voice went from write to rhyme
My pen from letters into words
A freedom of formation in wanting to be heard
When others told me my writing needs to stop
I am busy now so please just knock
Enter in if you mean good
If you can’t then be still as I have a writing will
People tried hard to put my writing down
But my determined desire continued in me being around
Constant attempts in efforts for me to fail
Through the skies of inspiration, this is how I prevailed
My writing being a gift sent from above
It’s the poetry swing with everything to think of
I am exercising my Freedom of speech
It’s the entire world I am trying to reach
Write on and calm down
A Poet’s destination is an ongoing bound
We learn to adapt
We are creative in a snap
Yes I have transcended from a writer and advanced to Poet
My words establishing from my mind being a still well
But as a Poet I have triumphed in gaining experience in tell
Words that don’t wait nor hesitate
But one thing that is sure, I always participate
A Poet of me being reality in which you see
The mission being Poetry being everything it should be
Take a poetry ride with me and you will see
The sunrise is your wake up call
A call to write
Influence to excite
Poetry stands alone
As a Poet, I had to let it be known
Now you know, poetry is full blown.
preservationman
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preservationman  New York City
(New York City)   
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