The neck,
Tell me, tell me
What comes next,
For tips
Are not included
Nor a salary,
Precluded,
Rhymers, just don’t
Pass, the money test
There’s got to be
Much more,
Materialistic zest!
But poets,
Just don’t act that way,
Heavens,
Thanked and blessed,
No, no, not yet!
The intoxicating effectThe extravagantly,Glorious, feelingOf a poem, grand,With one sole handIt can lift you upTo Heaven’s SpaceSadden you to tears,Deep Emotions, renovate. .Whichever, the caseNever underestimate,A Poem’s Grace.
The one you cannot see or touch,Except with your heart.
We get no pay,So, no one can influence,What we say,There’s Nothing as wonderful as being Free,Nothing better than writing, poeticallyWhat you feel and what you see.
Devastate, kill and destroy, rational thinking,Men that only live for power and hate,They have and will make the World explode,Erie feelings are now afloat
When lovers eyes at last do meet,It is Life’s biggest, single feat.To understand what lies within,The lover’s heart, you surely win,A life of glorious happiness,Where two are one, with one caress.
This is the US of A.,Not some European, gray,Has been Country,Get those Covered Wagons out!The pioneering spirit,Go reconquer, do not doubt,Fix It!We must get out,Of this impasse and shout,‘We are Americans,And we know what Work,And Liberty are All About’So, FIX IT,Now!
