A Writer's worth

Who I be? … I be me
I, Bee, Me … me, myself, and I
That’s who I am

Who you be? … you be you
When you look into the mirror, what do you see… what can you tell?
Does your face ring a bell, or are you just a stranger from hell?
What the hell!
When I look into the mirror, I see a biro,
A sheet, an opportunity.
An opportunity to write my way into people’s hearts; pick theor brains, speak their minds, and take ‘em for a ride.

When I look into the mirror, I see a mouth piece;
A mouth, to speak the word, and bring peace
I see a preacher. I see a teacher; a Poet
A farmer that soweth
Seeds of rich words; life-changing words
In the fertile minds of listeners
To be watered, till ripe and ready
To be served as food; food for thought

When I look into the mirror
I see a sage… with words on a page
I see a Prophet… with words of life and death
I see a gift… I have a gift
But do you?... do you have a gift
Of singing… of dancing… of healing?
I have a gift. It’s my blessing
I’m a blessing; I’m here to teach a lesson
So listen – your gift might be to defend, or to invent,
But have you learnt?

My gift might be truth, but I’ve learnt to just speak it, so y’all can listen;
Listen to the words from the girl in the mirror/
Her words are wise. Her words are truth
She’s a messiah risen…
To bring hope, to give hope… to BE hope;
Hope by word of mouth… by letters on a page
I’m a Sage
I’ve always spoken, always written
I still speak, still write
Make no mistake, even till my dying day… and with no pay
I will keep writing, keep speaking
It’s who I am, how I am
It’s a blessing, so receive it!
‘cos it’s free and easy
just read… and Listen!