Be Glad That A Poet Isn'T Credible, Lost In His Own Words Poem by RIC BASTASA

Be Glad That A Poet Isn'T Credible, Lost In His Own Words



a poet is never taken
seriously
for he is one who can never
change this world
and you, on a magnanimity of
intentions, and
desirable deeds,
make the sign that you can
remove walls,
destroy barriers, bury the dead
resurrect them
like Christ, you who can stop
this world even
from revolving,
the power that be,
i am glad that i am just a poet
and i can sit in one corner
and sing like
a mocking bird
mimicking all of you in your
greatness
i am glad no one believes me
for if i were believable
so many
should have died in vain
so many should have
found no meaning
so many, so many more important than
what they think themselves to be
should have hated
the dust
their indifference to
mockery
of the truth
their own grief
a mirror
a destruction of all plates of this earth
all fire, tongues
all teeth

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