My Hearty Poet: John Clare Diagnosed Unfairly As A Mad Poet! - Poem by Sylva Portoian
John Clare: My Hearty Poet
I cry for those unfair hubris physicians
Who diagnosed you as mad
They were literate but criminals...
￼ I never heard about John Clare...
I thought he is a new poet
I was reading one of his poems
That passionated me...
Forced me to read more
Of his trustworthy natural poems...
What an unfair world we live in
I think who neglected him should be punished
Never too Late...
People are born with bad genus
They criticize creation they can’t understand,
Like sometimes I read readers on this site
Give bad remarks for soulful poems! ! !
As slayers did for poor John Clare..
My Dear Poet...
How can such a human
Thrown inside the mad caves
Did he kill any one?
Who did this he should be punished
I do repeat: 'Never Too Late'
Still illiterate soulless people do the same mistakes-
Judging people sadistically because they are penniless.
How can we CHANGE their DNA...sss...
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