The CureA Poem by Joey Martinez
Do I chase my dream and go for it all?
Should I drop everything around me and take the leap? My eyes are open and a life in poetry is what I seek I didn't say career because writing is not a job Its a gift that many of us chose to open Poetry is medicine to fix the broken The hand rotates the pencil But the heart writes the words Each poem is a message That I want to be heard I chose this path because its a healer Poetry is a natural medicine with no side effects It heals the burns and stitches up the cuts It is proof that words can speak as loud as actions And the price is free, disregard any transactions And money is never what I yearn for The emotion of the reader is worth much more So let my words be the cure I have many selections inside my store Tell me what's wrong and I'll write you a prescription I'm the medicine man so just sit back and listen I'm here to heal To remind you that you to are not the only one who can't feel We can do this together Lets help the broken © 2015 Joey MartinezReviews
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