The “ART” of Spoken Word Lyrics

I'm a vegetarian, but in life I eat the meat and throw away the bones

Then comment on what I see authentically in poems

You see, I'm a poet, and though you may already know it

An artist needs a venue in which they may display their art

An artist exists to create

Creatively, expression manifests itself into art

Inspiration is only the start

Originality, sincerity, and delivery are three of the most important parts

Paint with your own brush

Write with your own pen

Speak with your own voice

And then, remember, this is art you're creating

And you do have a choice in what you bring to life and share with others

So dig down deep

Don't just be inspired

Inspire others

Poignantly, various levels of plagiarism is what this poem covers

And I'd destroy all copy machines if I had my druthers

I believe art should reflect solely the thoughts and feelings of the artist's heart

You can't copy that

In fact, that's a bad place to start

Yet, repeatedly, do I see the delivery of two or three folks stolen

Then spoken, inadvertently, but sometimes deliberately

And might I say quite passionately, by someone else, you see

Now, the art of spoken word is the perfected performance of poetry

So it's not absurd for one to take it seriously

It's more than poetry

We are painting orally

Observe, think, write, and practice furiously until you get it right, see

That's the process

The goal is to do it authentically

That's the key

Contribute what and how the good Lord put it in you

Yet, time after time and at many different venues, I witnessed the same thing

But Jackson Pollock didn't paint like Pablo Picasso

So a poet shouldn't perpetuate another poet's style via audio

Don't you know, I'd rather tiptoe on tax and catch polio

Than to put up with that kind of show

It grieves me

The sad thing is, most people don't even know

That in spoken word, similarities and styles spread like syphilis

For girls that have gone wild or free software on a broke man's computer files

The common code of where, I suppose, smiles

Don't get it twisted

If you just write and read to breathe, exhale, and relieve yourself

Then you don't need no help

But if you call yourself a poet, then you are held accountable to other poets

With all respect and humility, my goal is not just to criticize a problem I see

A lot, but rather to encourage this behavior to stop

Now, as far as what I despise, there's pride, plagiarism

Somebody else's delivery, and lies

Don't sell yourself short

God gave you something unique and complete

There ain't but one Johnny Cochran when it come to court

Likewise, of another sort, that could be you, in your realm

And in what you do

When you write, keep in mind that someone's listening to you

Be sure to offer insight and commentary that's true

When you speak, act like you're in a relationship

And bypass the desire to cheat

Don't just say something controversial and confuse it with deep

Or deceive the crowd as soon as you meet with hand gestures and stolen lectures

While you get loud, peep

Art is the substance of what an artist captures in just a glance

Whether you write, paint, build, or dance, cook, design, photograph, or romance

Art is what you are

Therefore, poetry is you and how you present it

Be yourself and will have no choice but to respect it

This here's good advice, except on neglected

The Poet X said it, with a series of nouns and verbs In a piece titled The Art of Spoken Word