 If I was a top-notch poet by Linton Quasey Johnson, if I was a top-notch poet like Chris O'Kigbo, Derek Walcott, or T.S. Eliot, I would have write a poem so damn deep that it bittersweet, like a precious memory, where make you weep, where make you feel incomplete, like when your lover leave, and though defeat you concede, still you beg and you plead till your winner reprieve, and you're ready for rock steady, but the music done already. Still, in the meantime, with me rhythm, with me rhyme, with me rough bass line, with my own sense at time, goon poet half a step in line, car boot a lazy miter got couple thousand, but Mandela fee him thousands and thousands and thousands and thousands. If I was a top-notch poet like Kamau Brathwaite, Martin Carter, Jane Cortez, or Amiri Baraka, I would have write a poem so rude and rootsy and subversive that it make the goon poet turn white with envy, like I can doble voodoo cum in a chant, an old-time calypso or a slave song that get ban, but from granny right down to grand picnic, each and every one can recite that they won. Still, in the meantime, with me rhythm, with me rhyme, with me rough bass line, with my own sense at time, goon poet half a step in line, car boot a lazy miter got couple thousand, but Mandela fee him thousands and thousands and thousands and thousands. If I was a top-notch poet like Chikaya Yutamsi, Nicholas Guyen, or Lorna Goodison, I would have write a poem so beautiful that it's simple, like a plain girl with good brains and nice ways, with a sexy disposition and plenty compassion, with a sweet smile and a subtle style. Still, me now go bow and scrape and goon like a ape, peddling no plural parchment of ethnicity, with only a vague fleeting hint of authenticity, like a black lance purse of all in reverse, or even worse, a babbling buffoon will lose him tongue. No, sir, not at all. Me got me rhythm, me got me rhyme, me got me rough bass line, me got my own sense at time, goon poet half a step in line, car boot a lazy miter got couple thousand, but Mandela fee him thousands and thousands and thousands and thousands and thousands.