Badahur, Tony, Knuckles
Whatever name you choose
Tonight I'm so proud of you
Stepping up in your poetry shoes.
The first time's always daunting
Reading at an Open Mic
But you really grew into it
What's there not to like?
Why are we so scared of sharing
Jotting down a thought
This poetry lark's for everyone
Not just the well-spoken educated sort.
I can't wait to hear you next time
Whenever that may be
Your poetry deserves a wider audience
Not just a sad old fucker like me!
No need to feel inferior
Or fear a posh much-syllabled word
Working class poetry
Is crying out to be heard.
Have you heard the saying
The pen is mightier than the sword
Arise and get up on that stage
You're a poet not a fraud!
Dulwich Poet 21st December 2017
(A mate of mine read at an Open Mic for the first time tonight in Chatham, in Kent)
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