You Can’t Hide Heart
Will I ever write a poem as beautiful as Maya’s?
Will I ever hit a note as high as Mariah’s?
Will I ever love a King like Empress Menen?
If I hold my head high past the flying fruit like Ruby will I ever get in?
Must I continue to sail the high seas like Ida B to tell my horrific story?
Or should I swing a racket next to my sister to earn power and glory?
Maybe I should pick out my crown like Kathleen and ball up my fists?
Or rock a beret like Queen B at the half and stunt on the risk?
So many questions but for me the answer is this.
All the spirits whisper, grab a pen and work your wrist.