Death To the Poet
Death to the poet,
the King has said before.
The poet gives the peasants dreams,
and I'll have that no more.
Death to the poet,
I've heard the leaders shout.
Our words are all you need to hear,
trust in us and have no doubt.
Death to the poet,
we care not his he feels.
And all of those that feel has him,
death to thems the deal.
Death to the poet,
death to you and me...
Copyright © Ken Bennight | Year Posted 2016
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