Stand up
Sit down
Makeup your mind
We don’t play around
In here we get busy
Contagious like a virus
On watch like Horus
I see poets writing poetry
authority invested in me
there is nothing more insightful
then the rhythm of words
making tunes like humming birds
swift beats moving across
the universe stripes on mars
like tiger skin
evolving into paper blowing
in the air in a whirl
a world filled with so much magic
it’s so tragic people disappear all the time
in a puff of smoke
no joke
where did they go
where could they be
identity no more
DNA on the floor
All over like a rash
Too many pieces in the trash
Still pulling out the glass
Running the class
Touching with sanitized hands
Everything’s a setup
For us to fall down
So get up