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Music makes one dance,
and the dancer expresses
the mood of its sound;
poetry makes one recite
verses that are lively or dark...
it's the state of the moment,
that voice trapped inside
longing to break free.

I lift the burden of heaviness
by letting out my breath 
and give life to words
whether they sound soft or harsh, 
impactful, shallow or profound...
I master the language that
only the poet understands.

Do I expect awards, handshakes
or lauds? None of these I meditate
to win the crown and scepter of the gods,
and undeserving of such glory or merit...
I let modesty outrun imprudence.

Whatever critics think of my work
as being excellent, or mediocre,
I pursue enlightenment in knowledge...
words and ideals that make wisdom grow.

My pen is more powerful when it does 
something amazing and reveals 
the purpose of its intent by mastering 
the language that only the poet understands.

Written on 1/23/2017

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