For Whom I Speak

(Does this poet deserve to be homeless?)


I speak for the common folk
I also speak for pow’r
For each somewhat must be bespoke
Each hath its appropriate hour

The poor man kens not what the wealthy
Hath to deal with every day
The rich man kens not how unhealthy
Be it not to ever play

Neither a carefree moment knows
For resolution must look higher
Than sight in third dimension goes
If to lasting joy aspire

Despise not, when it is
The pathway leading from this tragic
Era toward future bliss:
Let in Higher Magic

Among us, poets are not paid. The poet/editor of this website, being physically disabled, lives at a fraction of her nation’s poverty level. Become a patron of the fine arts at:

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