The Soul Of A Poet


I think at times our souls must suffer And our hearts become our buffer We write of truth and of sadness Into our lives we bring such madness To make our poems true and right We must feel the pain we write So we put the sadnes in out hearts It is the way our poetry starts And if we do not feel the pain Our poetry has naught to gain Yes, we may stir up controversy (I am a poet, lord have mercy) Some may criticize what we do So poets,to your own heart be true carolann crowley 6/14/07