Power To the Poet

Power to the poet, power to the muse power to those who dont refuse to show their emotions under the sun say it and sing it , a victory won Power to truths that must be told handed down from bards of olde gifts of syllables crafted right hanging oer your head tonight waking you up to write them down filled with fury and eider down write that its okay to cry, to grieve for those who had to die To tell them they may hold the light for others passing in the night Power to the poet wracked with pain who tells us all to try again Power to the child inside the man who wrote it down and said " I CAN " Power to God who gives us the choice to lift our heads and raise our voice.