POETIC INSTINCT

Emergency Emergency Measures hang disparately Forms of poems I revive Whether written or live When the art I love wasn’t getting no love I kept it in the heart Now from within comes true insight So when it boils out it turns to be deep Pens held with a firm grip I’m a writer so I create a clip The scripts paint the strength of my belief I live in a glass house and I’m throwing bricks The language I understand I speak If it’s inspiring trite it brings happiness and sunshine in my heart The light brings sight to the blind so I write Like a vision I saw it I’m with it We call it poetic instinct between each letter is a gap so feel it between each word is a gap so feel it between each line is a gap so feel it poetic instinct