DO POETRY
AND LIFE REMAINS TO POVERTY
YET POET CONTINUE TO LIVE IN HIS WORLD
FOR HIM A PALACE
WHERE HE IS THE KING
AND WORDS ARE HIS SOLDIER

HIS WORDS BREATHE
KNOCK AT THE DOORMAN'S HEART
UTTERED "LET THE SOUL COME IN"
SOME SAYING GREAT
OTHERS SAYS IT'S USELESS DOESN'T MEAN A THING
SOME ARE TOO BUSY THAT THEY HAVE NO TIME FOR A SOUL

BUT WHERE THOSE POET'S WORDS CAME FROM?
AN ANGEL WHISPER, PARTLY YES
BECAUSE HE WROTE ABOUT PIOUS LIFE
OR A DEVIL UTTERANCE, PARTLY YES
HE ALSO WROTE THOSE PROHIBITED WORDS
BUT NO, POETS FOLLOWED HIS OWN WILL

WHO ARE REALLY THEY THEN?
A SHARP MINDED PERSON
AS BRILLIANT AS DIAMOND
NO, THEIR MINDS ARE JUST LIKE THE OTHERS
SEEN THINGS THAT THEY'VE ALSO SEEN
BUT HE PUT THEM IN WORDS

HE WASTED A LOT OF TIME
BUT THE TIME WASTED WAS RECORDED
OF THE BEST MOMENT
AND OF THE WORST ONE
LEAVING DAYS ONE BY ONE
YET IN EACH DAY HIS TRADEMARK FOR REMINISCENCE

POETS PASSED BUT THEIR  POEMS CONTINUE
GENERATIONS COMES AND GO BUT THEIR PASSION DWELT
WAITING FOR THE HOMAGE THAT SOMEONE WILL GIVE
BUT THE TRUTH IS POET LOOKS FOR NOTHING IN RETURN
JUST SOMEONES TIME FOR HIS WORK
THE BEST PAYMENT THAT POET'S FIND

Written: Jan. 22, 2000 @ 4:35pm
Mysterious Aries