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Chapter 1:- Poetic Priorities
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Poetic Priorities
When ten thousand poets, pen in hand,
scream outward in anger with their might,
their words flow like blood upon the land
as ten thousand blinded by the light ---
when ten thousand lovers do no right.
With ten thousand muses from above,
each one involved in them finding love
or losing love or forsaking love,
poets always seem to feel it worse;
those broken hearts seeping endless verse.
As ten thousand souls, misunderstood,
in relationships they know that would
ultimately slam them to the ground,
ten thousand poets will soon be found
explaining pain to the world around.
With ten million single men out there,
ten million single women somewhere,
what would happen if they wisely chose
a good-hearted mate from one of those:
a returned love that they could share?
Would their words aim towards a broader sight?
Would they express anger at the plight
of oppressed people, of greed’s forced pain,
hypocrisy’s evil and war’s gain,
or nature’s demise — worlds gone insane?
If words are mightier than the sword
can’t personal anguish then afford
to stop itself from being self-gored?
Or does it somehow let them feel sane
if they secretly relish their pain?
