Give me a platform
To perform, reform and transform
To form a poetic format
That will format
Hidden painful memories
Untold stories
Hidden sorrows

Give me a platform
To perform, reform, transform
To form utility with our emotions
To move oceans in a poetic motion
To regurgitate not painful notions
To get rid of exhaustion

Give me a platform
To perform, reform and transform
To touch, teach and reach
Broken strings
Shattered and scattered dreams
Ignored screams
Allow me to reach the peak and realms of your fantasy

Give me a platform
To perform, reform and transform
To touch lives young and old
To mould lives bad or good
To guide lives lost or found
To visualize lives to optimists and pessimists

Give me a platform
To perform, reform and transform
To teach with no stick at hand
To mould lives without shouting at them
To guide lives without saying the pass or fail word
To visualize lives without comparison of nincompoops and intellectuals

Give me a platform
To perform, reform and transform
To reach torn and tattered souls
To reach in miles and kilos lost souls
To repair with words
To form pairs with words
To heal pairs with words

Give me a platform
I’ll put on my poetic uniform
To perform, reform and transform
Because when duty calls
One must respond