Verse Poem by kathryn madonna

Verse



I think back to a time
when there were no rules with verse or rhyme
freedome of speech
a creative mind
yet you decree how many lines
Kahlil Gibran would turn in his grave
what shall we leave out
what shall we save

What of the Buddah the man of today
don't write to us
it would be a disgrace
your work must be in 12 font
roman type is what we accept
Buddah quite simply this is not your best

You need a computer to enter in
Written work is viewed as a sin
at least in our eyes
we are the judges we will decide

This brings me to this day and age
I searched around for a modern day sage
found a poet
his name is simple enough
eminem sure is tough
i think if you told him to cut his stuff
he would tell you to go and get f....d
freedom of speech
ain't life a peach

(c) kathryn madonna
24/4/2009

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