Poetry Workshop

 Today I went to a poetry workshop with Jamele Adams.  We wrote some haiku and then he rapped a poem and we had to respond.  Guess what.  It was fun.  Here's the group.

Believe

Evil is the dragon. Where is St. George?

Perhaps the slayer hasn't been born.
Perhaps she needs to be bred
             or nurtured, to be fed
     a diet of
            righteousness
            goodness
            faith
            love
            kindness
            wisdom
            strength
All the virtues needed to slay evil.

A sword to keep the pain away:
    the pain of
          worry
          failure
          sickness
          death

DEATH!  Death, you didn't win!
Death, where is your victory?

Death is birth!
Every death is a rebirth.
The forever yields to the new.

The evil dragon is slain and a new hope triumps!
Because light is stronger than night.

Pain ends.
Peace starts.

Hate yields to understanding.
Understanding leads to love.

Love will give birth to the dragon slayer.