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What is a poem absent the context of motion 
a meandering spark of nebulous intent
a senseless sentiment bereft of sphere 
an ultimately monumental apparition
a lie of omission 
and a trivial pursuit of nothing

there can be no intensity before breathing 
before tasting the gun smoke 
rebellion and anguish in the air 
before inhaling the acrimonious stench 
of one-sided comfortable silences 
and before biting one’s tongue until rage and red ink 
suddenly crescendo into a scream 

you’re a poet…

so what?

a world full of torment and vitriolic laughter  
is no place for empty sentiments
in the end what sacrament 
will you have sacrificed silence for 
what will be the punch line of it all 
when the stars are obfuscated by 
your failure to protect the sky 
and all of the water is as black 
as the hearts of the damned 
and the Earth has chosen to mirror 
the austerity of men
when all the choirs have died 
and there’s no one left to praise you
who will you pray to 

who will be your refuge 
when you finally deduce that you are small?

will you awaken 
when the apocalypse descends 
will your words miraculously echo new meaning 
alighting seraphic wings to reach the ears of God 
an apology shabbily prefacing their recollections 
when there is nothing left to say 

in real life
what do your insights incite 
where is your wit 
the incisive intent of your pen
what hours odds and ends are too long for your will 
too over the top for your “god given gifts”
how will you be remembered  

in the end 
as you reached for the stars 
how deep did you dig
were you the oracle that God intended 
the deliverer of liberation 
diminishing the sum of the dimness
if it took withholding nothing to save a no one 
how much were you willing to give them
when it is all said and done 
what truly was?
in retrospect 
when you spoke 
what did you move?
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