I guess the best part of the night came when the crowds' response to a certain profane line in my poem confirmed my initial thoughts of the culture down here [Texas]. Was I surprised? Not at all, I knew I was entering into the beginning of the famed Bible Belt of America, where teenagers are open their religion, faith, and beliefs, so when I openly spewed a string of curse-words, I wasn't sure how it would be recieved. The line went..."
"...spoken words WORDS....SPOKEN...evoking a pain being strummed by fingers// Lauryn Hill calls it "Killin' em Softly"// I call it FUCKING a muthafuckin' John McCAIN muthafucka up BADLY....but in a nice way!........"
And after that part, oh baby, you should've been in this room hahahaha. I don't think they've ever heard anything this simply. I thought we were at a Spoken Word event, right? Well, like I said, I went up 2nd or 3rd, and everyone after me, as I realized, had poems that were about the standard-default love situation, or something representing Jesus. No problem there, I was just broadening their horizons to some Bay Area flava. I could do those Jesus poems and talk about how much I love God and all, but why not offer up some alternatives, because judging from their responses, they need some alternatives. Nobody shoot me 8-)
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