Poem Hunter and the others have brought here a great democracy
Some might even say a beginning to the end of therapeutic theocracy
And although poets write and write with hope of being read
We often fail and are ignored instead
It is well we remember in this dilemma
To strive for better form and clearer phrase
Continuous improvement of our craft with God given days
For though poetry counts for little in this world's weal
Perhaps by unkown alloy we help keep
The universe from becoming total steel.
copyright 2006, William A. Grace
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