I, finally, be that poet.
I be that stubborn, couldn't-pick-a-name poet
who finally decided on her nomenclature
She got through plenty of poetry slams by her first name
But picking her pseudonym was not in her nature
It took her a while to figure it out
And she thought about it for too many days
But suddenly, it's clear
The ways she amz higher with her words,
amz deeper with her message
but never amz below the belt
That's it! Amz. That poet be me.
I'm Amz, and I be that poet.
No longer A-M-I-E, but A-M-Z
Amz for the moon, and I just might land among the stars
Amz at the bulls-eye, and I'll keep on target
Amz to bring the message to the people, and the people to
the message
I be that poet, and Amz be me.
9/1/07
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