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.