Do Not Call A Poet's Bluff

A New View


The inkpen's nib will tap the paper,

the mind will rise and fall to the tune

of Auld Lang Syne, then words

will begin to form a subtle reply.


Challenging a writer with a lot

of big words under their belt by name

slinging and child like responses to

gain attention, will not work

when the world is dying and bombs

are killing children.


Small thinking leads to ignorance

as bliss. And boys, do we ever have

a lot of bliss floatin' around in 2019.

Be it resolved: Trump should be removed

from the chair and arrested for having

been born.







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