Typecaster Poem by Melanie Emikohe

I’m self-trained on typecasting
and turned out to be a doctor
of lofty opinions pertaining
to the other side, foreign to us.

I exhausted years and years
researching, scrabbling
for truth from sources,
with secondhand accounts.

Fate however, drifted me
to that side, though I loathed;
Now I'm heartbroken--
I have spoiled so much time

mastering opinions but none,
yes none of such fits 'exactly'
and I should have been here
long time ago.

Paperbacks and Anchormen?
facts oh facts!
But only a bee can explain
the comfort of a beehive.