November 28, 2009
By Taiyo BRONZE, Pikesville, Maryland
Taiyo BRONZE, Pikesville, Maryland
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They call me the dictionary
For my vocabulary expands
Like I'm 2 levels past pictionary
And people call me wise
For they fear that I inhabit Those who have died
And they have passed their on to I
But seeing that, I ask why?
Though it is natural for my mind To take flight
And discover all slights of hands
And not be stop by the man
So I devise that we take a stand
Against the ban
On creativity
On thought
On freedom
which ought to be taught and not bought
And this is my proclamation
Of the emancipation
Of the lyrical generation
For we can all be revolutionary
So as long as we read the dictionary.

The author's comments:
It's a spoken word piece I wrote while read the dictionary! It's really about how music should have more meaningful lyrics but you could relate this to any topic. This is my first spoken word piece, but i plan to write more.

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