i am poetry <br />a baby naked <br />crying my heart <br />out as i am thrust <br />into the new world <br />echoing to it <br />another realm <br /> <br />i love the way i am <br />every cell of myself <br />because i love myself <br />i am loved in return <br /> <br />i am so loved i am <br />on the lips of <br />everybody <br />bouncing in <br />their joys and sadness, <br />triumphs and failures <br />to give them self worth <br />of the most meaningful kind <br />- the tramps, the tycoons <br />the princes, the princesses, <br />the secret lovers <br />the kings and the queens <br /> <br />i am poetry <br />i am a baby loved <br />for my innocence, rawness <br /> <br />i am clothed in <br />a million different ways <br />i have no complaints <br />so long as they bring <br />out the rainbow in me <br />words rhymed or unrhymed <br />do not bother me <br /> <br />suits, dresses, <br />saris, kimonos <br />kilt, loinclothes, <br />fundoshi <br />you name it, <br />i have been in them <br /> <br />i am poetry <br />i come out of everybody <br />a thousand million strains of <br />individual heaven and hell <br /> <br />of all, my worst nemesis <br />ae those who are <br />so lost in themselves <br />they put pants on my head, <br />socks on my hands, <br />gloves on my feet <br />hang a million <br />bright accessories <br />on me and proudly <br />declare me poetry<br /><br />john tiong chunghoo<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/poem-about-poetry-i-am-poetry/
