Wait til I crack open this pink notebook

and spit out verses from my soul

Wait til I step to the mic

speak my truths

and drop my heart on the stage

 

Wait til I peel back this temporary brown flesh exterior

and expose the God in me

Wait til I open the stairway to my consciousness

and invite you to get on my level

 

Wait til I pull back the curtain

and begin to act out my one woman show

called life

Wait til the spotlight shines down

on this most dramatic of monologues

 

Wait til I stand up in protest

fighting the power that fuels all the

bullshit

Wait til my battle wounds bleed my ink

Wait til my tongue delivers verbal lashings

in Haiku

and paint pictures in your mind without ever touching a brush

 

Wait til I re-define EVERYTHING

 

Wait til you see

ME