Useless Words Of A Poet Poem by Keith Foley

What is the use to put word with rhyme,
rhyme with rythem only to be cast upon
the ocean of other useless words to sit,
like a fallen soldier, having no purpose
other than the purpose of taking up space
in a deaf world.

Space which is void of meaning, void of
structure, space which is confined to the
mind of which it belongs, wishing itself
to escape.

Space that is empty of light which it
seeks, space that is filled with expanding
darkness like a shadow which man can not
shake. Reaching for the light yet afraid
to loose the chains that bind.

Why waste time assembling words to fall
on deaf ears. Words to be rejected by mankind
intended to recieve its blessing. Words
which are words untill acted upon inner light.

Woe to the writer of words that carry meaning
which has no space to land. An empty space in
search of words with a purpose. Usless are such
the words of a poet - in search of the inner light -
of the lover of words.