Poetry is the banner,

They sustain, my breath, my vision,My length of humanism,There is so much I want to express!Words allow me, this intimate caress.

JustDon’t you dare!Take my dreams,Away!That,SomedayMany will be good,Kindness understood,Hate will be buriedAnd buried, Stay!

But I’d rather express my feelings,Than with indifference be hit

And dissipate worries,All that with a rhyme.

Dramatically exciting,Dramatically beautiful,Dramatically stupid or sad,Dramatically Loveless!Ah, now that’s very bad!Love is Everything,Without it,A colorless rose,At the foot of a precipice,A song without words does compose.

To make them let goOf truth acquiredOr inspired,Honesty in most of them,The goal,Never heard of many poetsWho the welfare of the peopleAnd the freedom of their soulBetrayed or even stole.