I will show you a poet freak.....

Visualizing the words I leak, will, In turn, return your defeat

What is happening in this moment, is motivation to reap

Read on....read on let your shuttered eyes fiddle...

For this is one peace to my riddle...

Let your thoughts cluster....now feel them all trickle....to the back of your head

This action is direct...a verbal command...not near to a threat...

Let me make a point like a needle to thread.

I just spoke....did you hear what I said?

Of course not...your reading this don't stop...

let me remind you of death...just stare at the clock

Your eyes will roll over....just as those numbers drop...

What once was..is not...**** everything changes...

Colors shift to gray as your room rearranges...

Passed mirrored figures become strangers.

What was a thrill, now is just danger...

I time traveled to the younger me...

I asked myself "kid who do you want to be?"

A power ranger, ninja turtle, monkey or a transforming SUV...

It's funny how what you wanna be, is what you tend to see...

I never wanted to be a wanna-be....I'm glad am not

At least I have this peace...

Of mind, that has always shined with a heart full of honesty...

I just happen to be a poet freak...