How Does A Good Modern Poet Survive Poem by James McLain

The antagonist, some call them enimies,
Those that hold life and death in simple utterance.
Living for naught but their pleasure.
As we cover the earth to serve the rich,
Unruleable, except in life now when poet's die.
The beginner unable to contribute will soon give up.
Desire or ambition is no substitute for success.
Or those who teach English might hate it.
A naked piece of paper fully dressed left blank.
If all the worthless word's could fill a large dump,
Would you then speak different words that would say what?
When she was young, Maya Angelou, did the same things
People do to survive but you would lie.
But those few whom survive have survived by never having
To lie about what they've done.
In most marriages there is at least one prostitute, who gets
Up and goes to work.
Even if they being young have to work very late every night.