This poem will not rhyme

This poem is officially a protest

Of saying sounds that sound the same

I don't know where it started

May have been Dr. Seuss

Maybe Rakim

They were amongst the first to

Truly sing to me

Then came Shakespeare and Jay Z

Unraveling my pentameter mystery

It's brought bliss to me

Throughout my history

And it's why this habit

Is so hard

To resist

You see

But not this poem

This poem will not rhyme

This poem is about doing things differently

Stepping out

Of comfort zones

And bungee jumping in new directions

This poem is about changing habits

Cuz that's not always easy

And sometimes you may find yourself

On an un-traveled path

There all alone, left with no map

And every once in a while

You might just revert back

But maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan…

Bump that!

Switch it up!

Reject the familiar!

Make new prints in snow!

Cuz the problem with road maps

And following in other people's footsteps

Is that it doesn't allow you

To explore those places

Which you have yet to

Discover

Nicole Rodriguez

October 2008