The Ancient Art of Poetry

“Do you really know Kung Fu?” he asks,

He’s one of my favorites,

Sometimes he walks up to me,

Says “Hey Bill” he calls me Bill because,

“Keynan doesn’t fit”,

“Did you ever take any martial arts?” He prods,

“I took Karate once, and I know poetry,”

I teach high school kids how to build robots with my spare time,

It’s really fucking rad,

“How is poetry a martial art?” He asks skeptically,

Block, Parry, Metaphor!

Poetry is like Aikido smooth, soft, and uses the weight of others for its’ strength,

Poets will snap your head back like a Chuck Norris roundhouse kick,

Words can stop your heart like the five finger death punch,

I can rip your soul out like a Mortal Kombat character with the depths of my mind,

When I help these kids with their English homework it hurts,

I want to give them some of this feeling,

So they will be excited about the power of punctuation,

Explain how ‘gangster’ proper grammar really is,

For them to understand that language can be a sword pulled straight from your soul,

Or how it can be just as good as mom’s soup when you’re sick,

How we can fill someone with pride for themselves like a light switch lights a room,

And at the same time throw you into the darkness of a death of a friend,

With nothing but Poetry,

A few words and a feeling,

So tell me,

How is Poetry not a martial art?

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