Music Loop:
Mission Possible
Blank Page

This blank page is a canvas

A free world for us wordsmiths

You say you see nothing

Nothing?!

I mean, nothing at all?

I see a life beyond these lines, this wall

A place were my heart speaks and my pen listens

In which my mind alters a new inspiration

It’s participating in sparking this burning sensation

Opening a new door to my imagination

Igniting my soul's consolation

In a zone of liberation

Veto from rejection

Do you see it?

Open yours eyes

And read between the lines

Think of this place as a tv show

Your mind is the screen, your heart sets the scene and your pen takes you wherever you want to go.

I had dreams of performing at Def Poetry Jam

Receiving a standing-o and then shaking Mos Def’s hand

On the other channel you can find me looking for love that’s been missing for so long

It’s funny as a poet how I can pinpoint the aspects of love but yet to discover it’s true form

Maybe I should have my own reality show just to express me

And call it “Rodney Presents Love Comes And Goes The Comedy Series”

Then you’ll find me love struck and heart broken

Dancing in the rain and singing karaoke to Usher’s confessions

Turn the channel and you'll see that I wish I can rap like Lauryn Hill

Dance like Michael

Or had that neo-soul vibe like Erykah Badu

But you . . .

You still can’t see this

What is it about it that your missing?

Close your eyes and let your mind see

That this is the world that people can hear our silent screams

The blue lines and the red boarder

Is stopping you from looking farther

The paper explores a new journey

A new sight for eyes to see

And one day you’ll embark to this place with me

So you see nothing

But I see something

Hope for everybody including me

Where reality is dreams

Only few feel this way

You see nothing but I see more than this blank page

— Rodney, Counselor and Former LIT/Camper