Poet's Curse
Damn my Curse; there’s nothing worse
than bending minds with poet’s verse.
Fate’s Decree; is I agree
to help my muse make people see.
Captive State; to meditate
when handed wisdom on a plate.
Bad or Good; which priesthood
to make my presence understood.
The Power of Rhyme; in every line
absorbs the reader every time.
Dark or Light; the choice tonight
for both of them are in my sight.
With my Muse; I now must choose
but Heaven or Hell we will not lose!
Ivor G Davies
Copyright © Ivor Davies | Year Posted 2015
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