More often than not
The thoughts that revolve, my mind would block
Time perseveres along with my ideas that never stopped
The blockade, the obstacle, it was within me
Liberation is what I seek, but fear not there is Poetry
Where there is poetry there is expression
Where there is expression there is progression
To society, to the adjacent person, as the stranger
I the individual shall unlock my mind
And share my thoughts, let freedom shine
The paper, that is the mind
The pen, substitute for the mouth
Let them unite, and watch expression come to life
Less often than not, my thoughts soar
Here what lies evident, but not before
Stay mighty, for there is Poetry
My intellectual door