i am poetry br a baby naked br crying my heart br out as i am thrust br into the new world br echoing to it br another realm br br i love the way i am br every cell of myself br because i love myself br i am loved in return br br i am so loved i am br on the lips of br everybody br bouncing in br their joys and sadness, br triumphs and failures br to give them self worth br of the most meaningful kind br - the tramps, the tycoons br the princes, the princesses, br the secret lovers br the kings and the queens br br i am poetry br i am a baby loved br for my innocence, rawness br br i am clothed in br a million different ways br i have no complaints br so long as they bring br out the rainbow in me br words rhymed or unrhymed br do not bother me br br suits, dresses, br saris, kimonos br kilt, loinclothes, br fundoshi br you name it, br i have been in them br br i am poetry br i come out of everybody br a thousand million strains of br individual heaven and hell br br of all, my worst nemesis br ae those who are br so lost in themselves br they put pants on my head, br socks on my hands, br gloves on my feet br hang a million br bright accessories br on me and proudly br declare me poetrybr br john tiong chunghoobr br