It's Not Poem by Danny The Dreamer Boyd

It's Not



It's not that you can merely rhyme,
It's not that you can act;
Some poems are just a waste of time,
And plays from art distract!

It's not that you can bang the drums,
It's not that you can sing;
For music not from noise comes,
But doth mere noise bring.

It's not that you just have a dream,
It's not that you can draw;
Blank dreams are but vain to deem,
And doodles are but raw!

It's not that you know how to cheer,
It's not that you've a plan;
For shouting nonsense's still unclear,
And to number lines' not to scan!

They say to lead is first to follow,
Have you still ever tried?
Some never, and when came tomorrow,
They have as neither died!

It's not that you can write a poem,
Or sing or cheer or draw;
It's that you try to be sublime,
Or at least your best bestow!

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