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When a poor exposed His feeling through pen The crucifix he shouldered His stomach pain How does the poem look? When a farmer tried To write a poem about how he feels On how the sun touches his skin On how he survived every arrow of the clouds What the poem looks like? When a carpenter, vendor, street sweeper Wanted to write a poem about their lives Their battles and journeys On how is it to be like them What do you think? Definitely, their grammars are full of blames But who are we? Are we better poet than they are Because our grammar is lesser of flaws Are those people who are Too good in grammar Are the only one who have the right To hold a pen To be called poets What matter then The correct grammar or the meaning? The correct syntax or the emotion? The correct spelling or the honest intention? Not everyone has a gift of education But everyone has a gift to feel There is no wrong on expressing To define life into words No matter who we are The feelings that we have In spite of our shortcomings That is my belief 8-19-2016 Mysterious Aries