I see people
up on stage
with words in their minds
glory in their eyes
and passion in their hearts.
When they speak
they evoke emotions
that I didn't know I had.
They use words
beautifully crafted
to illustrate
they use shift to stun
They open my eyes
force me to see
because sometimes
we all need to be
controlled but words.
They are passionate
and i can feel it
it radiates from them
like heat from an engine.
They are engines.
engines of the Mind
engines of the Soul.
Their message hits you
like rocks
you can physically feel
their connection
to the words they speak
in asymmetrical rhythm
when the yell it is beautiful
when they cry it is beautiful
their words are beautiful.
I want to
write
preform
speak
listen
read
live
Slam poetry.
I want to move people
rally people
together
with my words.
I want to speak sweet lines
and watch people
transform.
I want to draw them out of their cocoons
with asymmetrical meter.
We will flock like sheep
around these poets
who draw us in with words
who speak about things that matter.
We will migrate like monarch butterflies
to a new tomorrow
with one uniting factor
Slam