Author: | Tia DeShay | ISBN: | 9781456731472 |
Publisher: | AuthorHouse | Publication: | March 8, 2011 |
Imprint: | AuthorHouse | Language: | English |
Author: | Tia DeShay |
ISBN: | 9781456731472 |
Publisher: | AuthorHouse |
Publication: | March 8, 2011 |
Imprint: | AuthorHouse |
Language: | English |
I remember attending an Open Mic session at a venue located in downtown Detroit. A poet took the stage and before reciting his piece, he said that a poet has five minutes to impact his or her audience either negatively or positively. What a poet said in those five minutes could either create change or maintain the status quo.
I went home that evening and asked myself, What if, after five minutes, I could no longer write poetry for the rest of my life. What would I write in my last five minutes? The answer? If I Only Had Five Minutes. The Last Will and Testament of a Hip Hop Poet.
If I Only Had Five Minutes. The Last Will and Testament of a Hip Hop Poet is a three disc compilation: Life, Love, & Rhymes. In 26 poems I speak his language, swallow her pain, dream my memories, and create our rhythm. In my five minutes I fill white space with unlimited possibility. In my five minutes, I write now, so others can remember later
What will you do with your five minutes? Tia DeShay
I remember attending an Open Mic session at a venue located in downtown Detroit. A poet took the stage and before reciting his piece, he said that a poet has five minutes to impact his or her audience either negatively or positively. What a poet said in those five minutes could either create change or maintain the status quo.
I went home that evening and asked myself, What if, after five minutes, I could no longer write poetry for the rest of my life. What would I write in my last five minutes? The answer? If I Only Had Five Minutes. The Last Will and Testament of a Hip Hop Poet.
If I Only Had Five Minutes. The Last Will and Testament of a Hip Hop Poet is a three disc compilation: Life, Love, & Rhymes. In 26 poems I speak his language, swallow her pain, dream my memories, and create our rhythm. In my five minutes I fill white space with unlimited possibility. In my five minutes, I write now, so others can remember later
What will you do with your five minutes? Tia DeShay