I was gunna write
Some poetry tonight
Because it left me scared
that I’d have nothing much to share
I was gunna write some poetry for YOU
because I have nothing better to do
I can see my mind a movin’
up & down this page
gunna write some poetry tonight
up spoon the world stage
Thought I’d write a poetic verse
Just in time for the best
words to come out of me
putting my mind to rest
who woulda thought—who woulda believed
that the words would flow
never to be retrieved?
And who woulda known
this way of expressing myself
would lead to Heaven‘s gate
leave it all on the shelf
who woulda guessed
that thinking this way
would put me in sand a great mood
with no delay?