E Suomo Waa

I wanna be like Sonia Sanchez/Asha Bandele/ Nikki Giovanni/ and my poet friend Bassey/ Ikpi as in/ pick me as in the baddest poetress/nonetheless I will stress/and press every verb, noun/make you ahhhhhhh to my/E. Badu, L Boggie, JS/ soulful sound/so full of potential/essentially invading the minds/of those less unfortunate/And with this poem there won�t be regrets/because I�m so RAW/ let you not forget/ that I was born into a world of soliloquies/ because God made me a simile/simply light/delighted and flighted by tanku�s and sonku�s/My words chop heavy/and baby we rock steady/hip hop 2 be bop/ to jazz/tango/vibrato to the strings straight staccato/ I wanna be just like Langston/ Dunbar and Cullen/cause all of a sudden/ I have the deepest urge/magnetic/ duplicate these ions/electrical surge/ to spit bars/that will divide this earth/quake the minds for whatever it is worth/ I am daughter of the stars/ thick like the dipper that is feeding your thirsty soul/bet cha didn�t know/ I had so much soul/and as I say each verse/broken be the devil�s curse/ that has a hold on you/so often we are prone to do/things happy nappy a*s backwards/but still I confess that we are only human kin/crafted and molded by HIM/cause God knew and defined my existence. This introduction of lady N is the pretense of so much to come/ now put ya index finga to ya thumb and snap/�snap�.snap�.snap�snap�