Starting Over

By Ieisha McIntyre

Let me pick up my pen and put it to this paper. 

Place it clearly in the right spot to be moved—

and to move someone, anyone to a side.

 Either righteous or hedonistic, just to move someone, moral or immoral.

Wait.

Let me pick up my pen and take it to the wall,

turn it into a sharpie

and begin to outline either the worst graffiti

 or the most remarkable of murals; but let it be art and let it change the world—Let it change everything

Stop.

Let me pick up a brush an put it to canvas –

let it make nuns blush or sinners cry –

but let it be original – let it be ground breaking.

No.

Let me pick up this pen and move it across the paper – just so. 

Just so I can reveal my truth, a truth.

Give voice to my pain and triumph.

I will pick up my pen.

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