Where is my poem
Where can it be found
Before it's written down
It cannot be found
Then when written down
And read by someone new
Do they read the poem
Read by me or you?
Is the title the poem
Or the first line
If you check you will see
It's not any single line
The poem's not a verse
The poem's not a word
The poem's not a salad
Of sounds that are heard
The poem is unfindable
Try, if you dare
You cannot point at it
Or find it anywhere
It may inspire some ire
You may burn it in a fire
Or place it in a gilded frame
To be read again and again
But! If your poem is about a certain man
Be careful what you say
Assassins may come
And take your life away
Sean Hunt
Windermere May 201
Nov 1, 2015
Nov 1, 2015 at 6:14 PM UTC
Where is my poem
Where can it be found
Before it's written down
It cannot be found
Then when written down
And read by someone new
Do they read the poem
Read by me or you?
Is the title the poem
Or the first line
If you check you will see
It's not any single line
The poem's not a verse
The poem's not a word
The poem's not a salad
Of sounds that are heard
The poem is unfindable
Try, if you dare
You cannot point at it
Or find it anywhere
It may inspire some ire
You may burn it in a fire
Or place it in a gilded frame
To be read again and again
But! If your poem is about a certain man
Be careful what you say
Assassins may come
And take your life away
Sean Hunt
Windermere May 201
Fanatic Muslims hated Buddhists more than Christians. They blew up the images of Buddha in Afghanistan for this reason. They hate Buddhists because they are 'non believers'. They treat 'believers' who believe a little differently rather harshly. I shudder to think what they might have in store for Buddhists!
