A Poetic Voice

How do you like me now, poet extraordinaire?

Wrangling a pen putting his thoughts to page.

Blowing out microphones without a care

Shouting poetry filled with all my rage.

Euphonious voice, a gift from God above.

Quite soothing while stating my words of love.

But, very different when my anger doth conspire;

And nearly demonic bathed in hell’s fire.

 

01/08/2025