Empowerment Poem by Jason Bonhomme

I went and had a play in public yesterday

I wanted to make some extra bread, reduced to below the line of poverty I was

An amp and guitar along with the songs in my head

I took an hour and a half to warm up, I could tell I was not in the zone of contacting my inner power just yet

Funny how when the coins start coming but even more importantly, the encouragement and lift with the appreciation of my playing talent

Biggest tip was a ten dollar note with the European gent adding, "You are a real guitar player"

Could feel my back straighten and my slouch decrease

Glad to have money for some food and fuel

Even gladder to feel my confidence and solidity

Return like a heat blast

After a long cold front.