No More Could I Seek
When my words are read
by the common man
No higher praise could
any writer ask
The awards and the accolades
from the intellectual elite
Pale in comparison
to that man ‘in the street’
When my words are read
by those ‘salt of the earth’
My spirit is lifted,
and I’m home from my search
Both steadfast and loyal
to themselves and to me
No more could I ask for
—no more could I seek
(Villanova Pennsylvania: Watching the New Hampshire Primary- February 9th, 2016)
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