Armed and Dangerous

Here are the lyrical, poetic, rhymes of many
Words sewed together into one poem
Even in an uneasy world
There are not easy words
To say to you in any shape or form.
You see I am armed
With poetic verses split down the middle
Of what my brains proceeds
And from out of my pen
Are those words from within me.
Sooner or later it comes out
As spit out these words
Making me very, very dangerous.
Dangerous with poetic words or thoughts
Preceded by one after another.

3 July 2004