Originality Poem by Maya Reid

I’m standin on building blocks
From my hands, my mouth, my mind come electric shocks
I’ll use them to bust through all the locks
And all of you can set the alarm on your clocks
Take all your money out of the stocks
Make sure your boats tied safely in their docks
Sit around with your family eatin ham hocks
Prepare yourself – I’m comin out of my box
Now slowly or stealthily like a fox
I’m bustin out like a bunch of football jocks
I’m originality comin to disassemble your flocks
You can’t attack me – put down your rocks
I have the strength of an ox
Come to the door – it is me who knocks
Open up, look at me as you stand there in your socks
Embrace me, originality, you fake, stupid, weak, boneless, old crocks.