I Am A Poet

There is no definition.
No accurate decription, of a being with a gift beyond the object of affliction
Only the truth can be written, the lies are planted in the minds of children
so I spit to let the truth unfold
I spit copper penny type mentalities and turn them into gold
I spit to maps to, to bring them back, retrieve the lost souls
I spit like, babies who drool disease, upon a life that is bestowed
In sex, drugs money and greed
I spit hunger so these words I only use them to feed
the people
I spit comparisons, erasing a world unequal
I spit resistance to one hit wonders we need more sequels
I live to spit winners so the demons won't defeat who.....
I spit mentally
A group of words they live in me..
My only job is to construct artistry like a picasso
piece
But I need your fuel, this vehicle needs b-p
And like a mute, they need my words to represent them when I speak..
I AM not just a poet, I'm a model of poetry..
Not just a messenger of words...
But like messiah to the weak..
I spit my visions so the blind begin to see..
I spit my lyrics so the speechless begin to speak.