True Poetry's Vision

True Poetry’s Vision

Look closely,

I’ve been shot in the heart 50 times,

Still breathing,

My heart bullet proof!

A young soul never been accustom,

Failure?

Not in my vocabulary,

Worry?

Not in my vocabulary,

Negativity?

Not in my vocabulary!

People look at me with different eyes,

Maybe because I married a pencil,

We gave birth onto true poetry,

He has a vision,

Pay close attention.

I have the power to create war with one word,

Water into blood,

Light into dark,

Relief into grief,

Pure into filth,

Humans into demons,

Angels into devils,

Glory into pity,

All of this with just one word.

I have the power to destroy the world with one word,

Unbearable pain will rise,

Your body will enjoy frenzy with the rest of the debris,

Enjoy your last breath,

True Poetry’s vision is explicit,

All of this with just one word.

This one simple word,

HATE….