The Power of -tion

This is my obsession

My one true distraction 

One that is of my creation

That always leaves me with elation

It is a narration

Of my frustration

That leaves me with such a sensation

It feels almost like vibration

I don’t do it to seek adoration

I do it to feel my aspiration

I feel like I’m on vacation

So I guess this is a celebration

Of a compilation

Of concentration

And complication

However, this configuration

Is as faint as a constellation

Will there ever be a culmination?

This could be considered a declaration

Of my desperation

Or either an exclamation

Of great excitation

This is a fabrication

But I hope it holds your fascination

And while it may seem I have no hesitation

That is merely an illusion

It is my hope that my innovation

Can be a little bit of an inspiration

‘cuz in a way this is my medication

And my meditation

and perhaps also my motivation

Here is my observation:

Hopefully one day an occupation

But until then an orchestration

A proclamation

A recitation

Maybe eventually a publication

But until then it is merely my revelation

Of my transportation

To my wonderful transformation


(Wow, it has kinda been awhile. I actually wrote this poem about a month ago but didn't have time to record it. Until now, lucky you! Hope you liked it!)