I Am... Poem by Devon McElveen

I Am...



The flame that brightens up the day.
The gust that blows the storm away.
A golden dagger, a blade of glory.
The paragon of the spirits of those before me.
The language breaker, from China to France.
An urban poet with the soul of the Renaissance.
A starving artist with the hunger for words.
An activist whose voice must be heard.
The seed that carries life on.
The sun that rises at dawn.
The voice of the mute, the eyes for the blind.
The keeper of life and the sands of time.
I AM…

(February 2010)

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