If I am to ever be stranded on a an island-all I need is a paper and pen. The concept of working on my craft as an artist is something I have always struggled with, and no doubt will continue to do so.The art of poetry has been one that doesn't remain stagnant-from the beating of drums under a voice to the hard puns of today's slam poets I wouldn't give it up for anything.There are many poets that I admire-some because of the faith I see in their eyes when they spit. Its like the expression my heart is making every time my pen hits the page. The other is those that I have observed their growth from the beginning;Brook Yung (B Yung) is one of those poets. No doubt when I first saw him spit, I swid to myself this bot y is way too cocky. As I began to watch his videos and attend more slams and open mics it was because he took pride in his work, understood the power of language, and worked hard at his craft.It's isn't about how beautiful the piece sounds but how real it is.If I ever feel like I dont want to write Ill just you tube a video and keep leaking that ink.

Despite how old this performance might be-everytime I watch it I get somehing new. Catch a line I never caught before or a new feeling (sometimnes both)