People think I have nothing to talk about.
But yet I stay chatting up a storm with a cloudy mind.
Thinking about situations between yours to mines.
I truly want to speak but instead I write on lines.
This is an example, a sample, as I’m scrabbling my signs.
My mind sometimes be calm or tangled in vines.
This is a new beginning another intro to a rhythmic rhyme.
At the moment I’m nothing doing anything I can spare my time.
I’ve been back and forth coast to coast but I’m doing fine.
At one moment I was going to put down the pen and resign.
But I notice members posting poetry I figured “why shouldn’t I?”
Get in tune with the groove, I found a new beat that opened my mind.
So I decided to take this opportunity, why not open my eyes?
I’m tired of being lazy I rather stand up, so I rise.
I figured I’m already driving I can enjoy this ride.
No navigation needed I use a beat as my guide.
Enthusiastic about these radio waves coming near you.
If you can’t feel it, then it should be coming soon.
Until then you can wait...
But it’s best if you can Get in Tuned.