Bunch of the adulthood theme, totally extreme too, sat down and listen, one of them stand on the stage, front centered to take a lead, all the American tables either side, freshly painted chairs in a certain row, the tables were long and huge filled with notebook and pencils and pens to write a poem about life around you to expiration, near than fifteen straight minutes, it could've been short and long phrases and metaphors, the microphone would be into the middle spot, it willing to be a song, with or without instrument to keep ultimate beat, open mic straight-up poetry in rhythm to speak thoroughly in their opportunity hearts, uprising spirit and soul combine
Written by
Michael James Brindley
7-31-19
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