Thank You, Poets of G+

It's been a week
Hearing these pens speak
Some 'bout fantasy, some reality
Some 'bout brutality, some tranquility
I'm enjoying like I'm on poets' bus
Thank you, Poets of G+

The Showcase
Jeez…It takes my case!
As I explore my briefcase
To pull out my best word tools
And not get counted among fools
I'm enjoying like I'm on poets' bus
Thank you, Poets of G+

But, I'm ain't Stevenson
Nor Shakespeare's son
To steal the glory from the sun
With words stealing heart of every man's son
Yet, I'm enjoying like I'm on poets' bus
Thank you, Poets of G+

I just came to spit Jesus in your eyes
Just as He spat on the blind's eyes
After he asked his willingness to have eyes
After the blind replied, "I am"
And showed him the glory of the great "I Am"
I'm enjoying like I'm on poets' bus
Thank you, Poets of G+