As poets we have learned not to hate Theories of race, religion we cannot relate. A poet cannot be dictated to We write what our hearts hold true. From across the globe, we come to share Joys, sorrows, burdens we bare We are here today, gone tomorrow Life is but a time that we borrow Sharing thoughts, experiences On a platform that gives new meaning Learning to listen, learning to give The tolerance of learning to forgive. One cannot change the world with poetry Writing a poem is a feat extraordinary I think the written word is a thing of beauty Where sensibilities find sanctuary The world of poets is a fine place Here poets orbit as stars in the Milky Space.
Its not the Poets job to change the world but to influence those who will change the world for good or ill. Just as the hand who rocks the cradle rules the world.
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It’s not my poem. It’s a reblog.😀
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Ok! 😱😄
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