Poet, Poem Poetry

If I had a nickle for every poem written And every poem echoing in every heart of mankind Working our brains day and night Page after page The voices from the past That like winds to the future To other poets everywhere So that their voices can be heard, Heard loudly Heard freely One poet at a time, One poet at a time, Every poet, everytime in every listening ear. And if I had a nickle For every poem spanned From the ink of every poet Moving towards the future If I had a nickle For every poem I would be a rich man. 24 July 2020