When The Poet Is a Stranger

Written by: Annie Lander

A stranger amongst strangers
when the poet is a stranger
he become a danger of the future
 You were here; I was there

Healing the world with prayers and lyrics
Just another nightmare
 As the world shun another poet
The Poets disappear; another forgotten poem

Within each new poet there is a new idea
The poesy, the artistry, blend within each hidden words
Fade poems curl like a half moon.
Fading, fading, gone too soon