The Wandering Poet?...just had a nice ring to it
Made me feel like a shaolin monk in a Shakespeare outfit
To be or not ...copyright....
I wanna speak so deep it becomes a crime to say it how I did
To preach it like I preached it
To embrace our inherent nature
Gods in the likeness of men
Thunder and lightening in the strokes of our pen
Tears and laughter embedded in our ink
Reality coloured by the way we think
Dreams...