If I was the last poet on earth
I'd survive line by line,
Revealing all in
Every swing…..
If I lose life today
I can honestly die knowing
I recorded my last
Thoughts giving everything,
Toe to toe with the reflection of self
Winner gets control of expression of self
Refuse to lose like others
Who got lost in themselves,
Failed to overcome normality
And imprisoned themselves,
Suppressing ill thoughts with
A strong will,
Ink portrays blood
Blank canvas is my battlefield,
If I have to kill myself to cheat
Death then I will,
Write myself out the script
Then lie still,
Blend in and pretend
As truth emerges from
The broken seal,
Imminent light reveals
All of those who aren't real,
A million poets reborn
With a second chance to live,
If you could be the last Poet on Earth
For immortality what price would you give?