Nod Your Head

Nod your head if you're a poet.
A sea of faces looks back at me
And yes, I'm talking about you, and to you
I'm up here telling you a story
But I'm just boring, at least to me,
It'd be much more interesting if I knew what you see.
And no, you can't tell me mentally,
I don't have telepathy and can't read your mind.
Instead, I urge you to find a little bravery inside,
be it liquid courage, peer pressure or just a desire to share your rhymes.
I've got a little time, I'll wait.

What's that, you say? You came in too late?
Or maybe you brought a date, and you're embarrassed.
But all we care is, you brought something to say.
Well, today's your lucky day
Cuz as long as you have respect for everyone in here,
including yourself, you be that poet.

What's that? You're living your life going through the motions?
Just transform that into emotion
Put pen to paper and tell us what you think
Let the audience be your shrink
We promise not to judge. (Unless there's prize money on the line.)
But even then, you'll still be fine.
Hell, it doesn't even have to rhyme
As long as your soul resonates
It'll sound great to me.

So say this one time, if you please:
"I be that poet, That poet be me."
That wasn't too scary, see?
Even you can recite poetry.

So get your ass up here and spit in this mic,
I'll sit, drink and listen the rest of the night.