I Am The Beat Poet

I am a beat poet.
Pen in hand.
Thought in mind.

As I walk
Through the streets
Of Manhattan,
Brooklyn,
Queens,
Antigua,
Words flow through my mind
Like a mountain spring.

As my hear beats,
As my feet tattoo
The concrete
And asphalt,
I spin words
So divine,
The become anew
In my mind.

I am the beat poet.