Poetry is
not just about what gladdens the soul,
It´s also
the whispered echo in the sad dark hole,
It´s not
just cutsie kittens, pups, butterflies & love,
It´s not
only of fluffy white clouds scudding above.
Poetry is
also about the hate, snot, blood, pus & grime,
It is
about society´s, war, injustice, corruption & crime,
It is
about the abandoned child & little whipped dog,
It is
about our planet sinking into man´s mad, sad bog.
Poetry is
not just about the sex or the nubile maid,
It is
about the ill, the hungry & those who are afraid,
It is
about the whore, the lonely & all those in pain,
It´s not
about turning our heads & trying hard to feign.
Poetry is
also about laughter, joy, the pretty child´s smile,
It is
about lavender fields & forests that go on for miles,
It is
about oceans, rivers & golden moonlight on lakes,
Poetry is
about everything in life & about all that life takes.
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