Masks of Poets

All songs a poet can sing, All masks a poet can wear, All seasons a poet can live, And all wars a poet can fight. Colorless is the mask of a poet. Nationless is a true poet. All borders, a true poet will cross; For mankind and the ecosystem, poets shall defend. Poets poet their poems for you and me; They are humans like all of us. The same sunlight, we sunbathe, And we marinade the same rain. True empathic and sympathetic, poets are; My language, they speak; yours and theirs, they speak too. Mother nature’s language, they better master and utter, Because she taught them how to speak the natural language. Poem by Mugisho N Theophile