Poet's Plight Poem by Howard Kern

Tell me compensation is coming to get me through,
I am growing old, yet my magic comes quick!
Confirm my address my Circle of Hope,
My friends in books and many passed to dirt,
Many are dead, and died, oh so broke!
This poet needs funds pick my work quick.
Send some money to a poet that is really sick.
Put a check in the mail letting me know it's true,
Tell me I have work, publish one of my brief views,
Not a greedy poet, but I am broke, and feeling sick
more valuable then gold are emotions a poet lives in,
Reward this poet's passions,
Making people love, laugh, cry and grin,
My Circle of Hope I appeal to you,
I need help to keep my poetic gifts true...