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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required The Poet Condemned I have opened my mind and unleashed Pandora’s Box. My mind is now open, but my will is now lost. Freedom of the mind; open and clear. We couldn’t see the demons, but we can feel the fear. Laying down to rest, my mind springs to life. Wake up! Wake up! It’s time to write! How? I’m exhausted! I can’t think of a thing. Nonsense! Write a line…And then do it again! Your soul pours out your head, like a waterfall of life; But as your mind opens up; the demons creep inside. You have opened your mind and let in damnation. Now the demonic voices; you shall forever be hearing… Write us a rite! An incantation! Call us up, another demon. Write us a rhyme, so divine and sublime; That it shall be remembered; For the rest of time. Another day. Another dollar. Forget the squalor that surrounds you. The island of your bed, amongst the dirt shall stay true. Throw it away!... Find it another day. Write another poem! Try to look happy. So what if your hope and faith have disappeared? Just speak the truth, I have never lied; you will always hear That dark voice creeping, upon you once more… You are tired and you have written all the poems you can… Now write us a book! Make it really interesting for the little people; Oh and you’ve got to add a few Demons. Do it! Do as you are told! Write me a book! I don’t care if you are tired. Write it and make it good. Now the book is written; I’ve told the Bible’s meaning. The book will become, ‘The Books’ Of this poets Demons. So now ten years later, I sit on the beach. I have a wife and kids now…and I still have my Demons. My Demons and I have grown to like one another, at last. I know I am The Poet Condemned… But at least my demons are a good laugh. So I sit here at the end of another poem… Hello Mr. Demon, yes I know, I was just starting, To write another poem to appease you…but now I’m retiring. Because I can’t get a publisher… So Mr. Demon; it’s time for you to be going. (C)2011 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
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