Poetry
must never lose its emotion,
its humanity
Poetry
must never feel like cold
blue steel,
against the head of the
of the world
It must be free
to enhance our minds,
as well as embrace our souls.
It must be free
to roam our psyche,
to remove the mask from
the face of man.
Poetry
must never be a prisoner,
held hostage in dark
dungeons, of ignorant minds.
My God,
where would we be
without a sweet verse of love,
or a social stanza
voicing its concerns
about the state,
of our ever changing world.
Though poetry
may not have all the
answers, at least it brings
to our attention,
the problems around us.
Let us get off
our high horse to save
the rest of the nonbelievers.
Poetry,
opens the path to
closed minds.
It blazes
trails to unknown worlds,
of our often,
misunderstood existence.
It enables the world to be in love with the concept of eternity. . .
Timothy Michael DiVito c1997
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