Random Act Of Poetry

Take a walk in my shoes an see how many miles ive walked,
now speak in tongue with me an see how many words ive talked.

like a remote control i have many functions i can tap into,
channels are my brain cells lets see how many i have bin through.

i snatch words from my mind like a signal does to a satelite,
im out of this world its true another being seen in plain sight.

were all shining stars with a talented unique gift,
poetic words in sync with our minds that spin round and shift.

we pour are heart an souls into the fruits that we bare
Our talents are raw and rare that we cant help but spill an share

we own gifts we love to use an cant help just to express,
pure hearts in our chest thats pouring out daily interests.