Original Poetry Fan Fiction ❯ I USED to be an angry Poet... ❯ This Is Poetry�Let Me School Ya! ( Chapter 1 )

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This Is Poetry—Let Me School Ya!

by iloveanimecartoons

Original November 13, 1997

Ladies and gentlemen, lend me your ears

I feel the need to school a particular person in here

But, it's aneasy lesson, so,please, have no fear

Someone told me my style sounds like diary pages

The truly open-minded know poetry comes in many stages

Many levels, many degrees, and on many plateaus

Is poetry—can you dig it?

And, just to let you know

Poetry needs no rhyme to have reason, but, for reasons of structure, this one does To satisfy the prejudged thought of what poetry was

We don't go pointing fingers—you know who you are

…Shmucks…

My feelings aren't so soft as to beef orgive a fuck

As I've said before, ignorance comes from not knowing—can you feel me?

If you don't understand poetry ask a question and you will be

put down, by a poet that's down, on types and categories of this art

There's limericks, haiku, scat, rap, and statements—those are just a few to start Poetry comes from reality, the gut, the soul, the heart

And, you, with your comments—you think you'reso smart (humph!)

And, you wanna dissmy poetry?

Baby, don't take me there

Justthink of all the great poets who didn't rhyme before I was here

I double dare you to say, to Maya Angelou, “Your poem, `Just Talking' , wasn't the bomb”

Or “It didn't even keep a rhyme.” But, see, she's too intelligent to respond

Quincy Jones is a poet—oh, you probably didn't know it

Any time you can get a deep fluent rhyme to touch your heart and stimulate your mind

that's the sign of atrue poet —make me feel it, words reveal it's cool, Daddy-O! And the flow, so rhythmatic—Pseudo-Afro-Asiatic

With a cool vibe and a mellow beat to kick in my ear

Can you hear it?

This is poetry—let me school ya!

Open your third eye and inhale the funk, the words, the feeling these poets have blessed you with

I hope, next time, you'll think of what you've tampered with

This is the Love Jones—show us some love and some pride

And, if you can't dig it, leave! (It's not that cold outside!)

OPEN YOUR MIND

(And, respect the mic!)