No matter the number of people listening the message remains the same…
Wherever I place my feet becomes the stage…
I am the Randum Poet but Ricky Maeweather is my actual name…
I am an artist…
I found opportunities within my insecurities…
You may learn from my writings…
My poems are universities…
I’m here to inspire, uplift, and motivate…
My creativity is what I activate…
Butterflies flood my stomach when I perform like a first date…
I am me…
I am paradise without rain…
The medication for your pain…
My character creates a conference to teach confidence not to deal with nonsense…
I’m your favorite song on repeat…
The crush you finally meet…
I refuse to fail…
I will Never submit to defeat…
I’m the slow jams you clean to while the pine sol and floor meet…
I’m that first sip of ecstasy from when you drink your coffee…
Even the sun rises in the morning to match my energy…
The moon is out of this world like my personality…
It is blasphemy to think I’m not a star from another Galaxy…
Actually…
I am poetry with a heartbeat…
I am me…
A pay check before tax
I know my worth…
My presence will always be priceless…
That’s just facts…
I am walks in the park during the sun set…
My potentials not done yet…
Constantly constructing my career…
I am the tool set…
I’m the negative rumor that others create…
Because I choose not to make them my soulmate…
Instead of understanding my hindsight of a failed relationship between us they just hate…
None the less…
I don’t steal hearts…
That’s theft…
Always had my own assets…
You could never put everything I own in a box to the left…
Even Beyonce know I’m irreplaceable…
That’s not mistakable…
I’m a Rubik’s Cube of emotion…
The colors will never align together which causes commotion…
But lies are for lames…
I rather run in the winter than be a summer walker constantly playing games…
Either way…
I’m still me…
Always searching for new ways to support Society through my integrity…
My positivity is a necessity…
I’m just spreading a medley of love poems like Rudy…
Francisco that is…
The heart and the fist prevent scars from the monster that exist…
Hide and Seek won’t stop a lopsided streak…
I use my words as a rifle…
The mission is sightful…
I will never be a chameleon for complainers…
Living to please society is frightful…
My accomplishments gives me an adrenaline rush…
Like the chai latte from the girl who has me star struck at Starbucks…
The happiness is high like helium…
There’s no gravity in this capacity…
A lot like you I do have things I go through…
I am speechless…
I am inspired…
I am the pen that will never be expired…
I will always be…
An artist…
-Ricky “Randum” Maeweather
Ricky Maeweather 