Our followers will stream out of the libraries
holding books of poetry in their right hands
knocking and ringing on doors
by the words of Plath, by her command
they will quote verses of Elliot
as if he was biblical
and his wasteland
as they smile most oratorical
they will give them Byron
right down their ****** throats
till the revoke the art of war.
This battle has just begun
poetry can bring great peace to this world
I myself will lift this banner of peace
who will come and hold it with me
poetry has become my religion
and all I seek is peace
war by words is better
then any blood that is vent
making my useless madness
my strange ways
work for humanity
and to make inhumanity
a forgotten way
swords should be wielded by words
as doves fly high in blues skies
all do want to be good and kind
I do believe in that
I know I can be a conceited mega puppy
but poetry is my love
the want of a white dove

By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris


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