My First Spoken Word

This poem is about my fear of performing at a spoken word event for the first time.

There is a reason I chose THIS mic at THIS moment and it's not necessarily about you.
Its not about swaying a crowd with a performance or two.
Its not about religious bouts or political clout.  It IS about relieving my own doubt,
it IS me killing my own enemy which is me.
It is about finally opening my mouth, and allowing God's truth to come out.

Some were called to preach, some were called to teach but I was chosen to Speak. To speak to the shallow and make them deep,
to speak until you hear my voice in your sleep,
to speak until I reveal all the immoral secrets you keep.

Before this night, I just wanted to shut up my thoughts  and live a "regular" life..like the people who wake up, go to work, do their dirt, get hurt, heal, and start over..
but words kept falling into my soul over and over until my cup runneth over
I could no longer stay sober. I am high off of the possibility of freeing your mind,

I decipher through my fears line by line, one word at a time. I tip over the bottle filled with the tears from the years that I have cried.
I awaken the dead in me and make it alive.
for so long I have been running away from this night and away from this mic in a constant spiritual fight surpressing my gift with all my might.

So tonight is my night, to stand up right for my birth right with no fright, to spit on this mic,
which has been my plight, tonight I saved me, and if their is anything in your life you have been afraid to do...I'm hoping I just saved you!

 

Copyright 2009 Shelly Bell

Reviews

[Flowetic Soulchild]

"...Before this night, I just wanted to shut up my thoughts and live a "regular" life..like the people who wake up, go to work, do their dirt, get hurt, heal, and start over..
but words kept falling into my soul over and over until my cup runneth over
I could no longer stay sober. I am high off of the possibility of freeing your mind,

I decipher through my fears line by line, one word at a time. I tip over the bottle filled with the tears from the years that I have cried.
I awaken the dead in me and make it alive..."

I don't think you overstand what that really means... I effin love this piece...

[LilyWriter]

This is fantastic. It is an energetic piece that is full of intensity. I love it!

[Blake<3]

I LOVE this piece.