Live Poetry Reading:The Poetic Revolution Is Here To Open your Mind

Come and bring your poetry, spoken word artists join in for this trek through the mnd and opening of thought processes.Live Poetry Reading:The Poetic Revolution Is Here To Open your Mind 

Sometimes when I'm alone
I Cry,
Cause I am on my own.
The tears I cry are bitter and warm.
They flow with life but take no form
I Cry because my heart is torn.
I find it difficult to carry on.

If I had an ear to confiding,
I would cry among my treasured friend,
but who do you know that stops that long,
to help another carry on.


The world moves fast and it would rather pass by.
Then to stop and see what makes one cry,
so painful and sad.
And sometimes…
I Cry
and no one cares about why.

Tupac Shakur