The Mic That Didn't Reach My Mouth! Poem by Pra Rmc

I stood alone in a thousands' crowd,
Looking at parents proud, and heart beat loud.

Sweat ran from everywhere to everywhere,
With sun's scorching heat, I couldn't bear.

I stepped back an inch and said 'I can't perform',
-'Just four lines, you can' waved at me my mom.

They taught me a song famous, here way south,
I told them 'I can't sing, the mic doesn't reach my mouth! '

I ran down the stage swiftly, and my heart felt so light,
I didn't think of my parents a bit who prepared me all night.

I think now 'had the mic reached my mouth', I would have gone a long way,
Aahh, what use is it now, regretting it today? !