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story teller

story teller

I don’t consider my self a poet
I just write some words on paper
and I am not a musician
although I sing and plays the guitar

and please don't call an author
I never could have a best seller
but if you want to call me something
just call me a story teller

I am not a teacher
was never good at arithmetic
and I am not an actor
some said I’m a little too dramatic

and please don't think I’m rich
don't own a house with a wine cellar
if you want to call me something
just call me a story teller

yeah I like to tell all kind stories
from all different sides of life
some are humorous and funny
and some cuts your heart like a knife

I am not someone famous
me and the camera never really click
although my last name is “Ishmael”
is in the great novel Moby dick

I am from the island of Trinidad and Tobago
a fact that I so proudly claim
land of the humming bird ,scarlet ibis
the pitch lake and sugar cane

Some said that I am mysterious
And I got magic in my pens
Some said my poems open their eyes
And make them focus their Lenses

I like to have my morning coffee
At dunking donuts or  seven /eleven
and I don’t believe in religion
just do good and you will go to heaven

I like to take walks on the sand
And in mayaro beach one time I saw a shark
And I like to look up at stars
And how they twinkle in the dark

And when I am standing outside
I like to see small planes with propellers
so if you want to call me something
just call me a story tellers

I like to play cricket and football
With them boys in 2nd street
And after we drinking some cold beers
And cooking a pot of something to eat

And I like to write about my boyhood days
From la romain, Indian trail and marabella
And tales I heard from my grandmother
Who was the best story teller

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