A Writing Our Lives Event, NYC Style #TellYourTruth

Excited to be in NYC for the 2nd year for a Writing Our Lives Event: 

(Magic Egg Poem)

#TellYourTruth

You must #TellYourTruth 

as a king with lightening bolts, 

who waltzes through cyberspace with a kaleidoscope, 

who is critically minded 

as he tries to cope,

and who roasts the fresh-air ice-cream with electric cantaloupes

in a flavor-filled feast of library books and dungeons. 

You must be liberation 

with spicy hope, 

Earl gray tea walking 

a slippery tight rope, 

a no need to say yes-type,

when you can simply say nope

with golden rings rings and dark dungeons,

you graciously grope forward

to simply to #TellYourTruth

You are the freedom, the letting go,

the taste of sun, a regal face, you know.

You are the ruler of language in this big city, 

who nestles alphabet letters into speech bubbles, whether nirvana or shitty, 

who invests nothingness from the nincompoops

 & nastiness from the narcissistic.

You are the landscape of words, and the chapter book of onomatopoeias.

You are poetic neophytes who need to #TellYourTruth

You are the Queens with etiquette,

magical movements like Missy Elliot

You have the royalty of the Diva 

because you are the speaker of many voices, 

the circulator of ideas and 

a dancer of dialogue,

taking action with your sound.

#TellYourTruth #StandYourGround

#Speakyourmind,

#Voiceyourworld,

#Articulateyourpassions. 

Be the mic, the word amplifier and the voice baton. 

Be the language that is eloquently sung, 

Be the story that is sophisticated swung and

the spiritual spit that it brings (and brilliantly has brung)

game into the spirits and souls of the universe.

#TellYourTruth

#WriteYourLife

#BeFree

#BeYou

#Do.