A Revelation of Greatness
If loneliness makes a poet out of one,
Is it worth to pursue this ambition
As a Friar Minor until he's gone...
Following the burst of inspiration?
So estranged from all, only breathing air...
Writing with a frantic, insatiable urge;
He will become a prisoner of his lair,
Hiding his edentity 'till madness will surge.
Resisting all changes and detesting pleas:
He'll continue living and be a patriarc,
Demanding peace in honorable deals...
A patriot without fighting wars and havoc.
His life will end, but his pain will be sealed
With noble ideas waiting to be revealed.
Copyright © Andrew Crisci | Year Posted 2010
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