sometimes I wonder if I am really me
or a just compilation of the greatest hits
from Hughes and Baldwin
or a re-released recording of
"Baraka, Live From The Apollo..."
bits and pieces of Brooks
Angelou
The Last Poets
or a collection of unknown writers
thrown together in some far flung attempt
to create a concept album
so
am I supposed to shop my demo around
as a merchant in some caribbean marketplace
and hope that it makes it into someone's top ten video show?
sometimes I wonder if I am really me
a writer of poems
or just an artist doing live shows today
touring the oldies circuit tomorrow
and later reduced to a footnote in literary history