Born For The M.I.C. 🥀

Photo courtesy of Michael Isaiah Cruz.

Can someone’s destiny be determined at birth?
If it can be, I was blessed upon arrival on Earth

I say this cause my initials are M.I.C. like this one
Each time on stage, it reminds me I’m not alone

As a teenager, I never wanted to speak out loud
Yet now I can stand on any stage and be proud

Even through all of the anxiety, fear, and doubt
I realized that expression would be my way out

There are times I would just think I was broken
As a quiet kid I didn’t know I could be outspoken

Just like Vegeta, I have always been on the grind
Fighting since birth, our destinies are intertwined

For a while I forced myself to dwell in the cage
When all I needed was an outlet to be on stage

In my head I never thought I’d conquer that fear
On top of the fact I didn’t even expect to be here

The first time I got on a stage I was super scared
Yet now I stand proud so excited to have shared

Like Aladdin, I have been a diamond in the rough
My life has been not only difficult, but also tough

The gift I have was given to me by a special soul
My mother who’s always there keeping me whole

She isn’t here to see this, yet I know she’s with me
Her talent made me the man I’m supposed to be

I know she’s always close by when I see the sun
My name isn’t Neo, but I know that I’m The One

So I had to find out what I was doing on the Earth
Like Hercules trying to figure out what he’s worth

Is it just fate that I am able to breathe each day?
Nah, I don’t believe that it would ever be that way

In my past, I was always lost trying to find my way
So being on stage will consistently make my day

In my life, I’ve faced quite a few types of rejection
Poetry is what provided me a sense of protection

In my mind, I needed a suit of armor like Iron Man
In time, I found if I believed in myself I know I can

At a point in my life I knew that I was to be great
My first notebook set the foundation for my fate

To channel all of the things felt in my own head
To be without my writing, I’d most likely be dead

There are times when I will think about my name
It dawns on me that my creativity is not a game

In my life, like Pinocchio, I had to wish upon a star
Never dreamed that I could ever make it this far

In a way my life is like a crazy roller coaster ride
Yet I can stand on the stage with nothing to hide

Life has not really been one that came with ease
Writing makes everything feel like winter’s breeze

Born to stand here super proud with no anxiety
This community welcomes me into their society

I was placed on the Earth to become something
Just like Simba, I was destined to one day be King

In general, I have dealt with adversity in my life
So performing is like butter cut with a hot knife

This gift I am blessed with came from my mom’s soul
Something great that has truly made me whole

In a creative sense, I‘ve ultimately found my way
Poetry makes it all worth it to wake up each day

I say this cause my initials are M.I.C. like this one
Each time on stage it reminds me I’m not alone

Can someone’s destiny be determined at birth?
If it can be I was blessed upon arrival on Earth.