Another one of them, *A POET*. Like the SOUL and HEEL
of a shoe. Walked upon, used, stepped upon, abused with
daily ware. YES, *us POETS*, we like the SOUL & HEEL of a
shoe, feel all the minute pebbles in the road. BIG MAN, shoe
shine, you don't notice us sponges of life. *US, POETS* - know life,
feel life, we write about, THE TINY PEBBLES, THAT INFECT OUR SOUL AND HEEL of BIG SHOES, of the MAN that DON, T KNOW.
So us POETS just like leather of the SOUL & HEEL of the shoe
carry on. [ FOR ALL US POETS ] [ carry on ]
2/02/09 copyright POEWHIT
JESUS SAVES
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Shoes carry the weight of the world without discrimination. Uncomplainingly they bear on their soles a heavy weight like Churchill and the light weight of Napoleon. poets have an airy lightness about them and politicians seem to be unbearable but still shoes carry them on.