International Poets
We have disorientation among the high elite.
Could it be that Karma now rests upon their feet?
We are international poets, all gathered here as one.
A language foreign to you, may not be foreign to some.
The translation is simple, just open your eyes and look.
All poems are not in English, there is more than just one book.
Who are we to think, we’ve risen above the rest?
Arrogance will tell you; your language is the best.
It’s time to open our minds and let go of the want.
Humility is the way, I’m sorry to be so blunt.
Poetry is a language that very few will share.
Love your poetry neighbors and show them that you care.
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