PYPM (Philadelphia Youth Poetry Movement)
A silenced voice, with thoughts that are screaming
My pen bringing fire to a forrest that's been bleached
I never thought much of my outlet for writing
I'd pullen the plug so many times
I thought the circuit ran short
But senior of high school, sparked a new flame
A jolt of enery ran through my veins
I found inspiration and everything changed
Thanks to PYPM life will never be the same
I joined the Slam Leagues with my school's poetry team
We scored third place out of twenty six teams
Our first year writing for a cause bigger than us
With PYPM life didn't seem so tough.
There was so much love when I went on stage
No judgement could be passed, for our passion was the same
The crowd and the poet sharing one love
With each word spewed, our hearts beat as one
Because of PYPM I found my voice
And my love of poetry has reached new heights
Instead of drowning in silence and sheltering myself
I spoke to the mountains and conquered the seas
I relied on poetry as my inhaler to breathe
The Philadelphia Youth Poetry Movement
Saved my life
And I thank them everyday for relieving me of strife
And at last, I am free from myself
And it's all thanks to poetry
It really did help.