L'Nass Shango Poet Free verse

The Call

I am not who you call me if that's what you mean
I do not flatter egos
With glitz and glamor of words while the obscene
Condition of people's lives tell
In front of our eyes there is an invisible hell
I want this poem to be a soldier then
Searching and killing in human hearts
The terrorist poverty that cankers men
I want this poem to be a social worker
Bringing the homeless into the shelter
Of the love of men, I want this poem
To be like Jesus doling bread famished mouths
I want this poem to be a healer mending
The broken health of citizens
Forgotten by a narrow minded wealth
Of technology in earth's richest country
I am not who you call me if that's what you mean

My language is not a party
For intellectuals looking for new leaves
Meaning, this is not a ball
Of words for socialites and celebrities
And I do not want to read again
Poets lost in private pain
Unless their pain connect as a metaphors
For the suffering of the world
If poems do not have compassion
They should cause compassion
And then as one army 
Let us march to right history
And voice the cause of the downtrodden
The oppressed, depress
The wretched of the earth, distress
The lonely, broken, forgotten
I am not who you call me if that's what you mean
I am poet of the people, the people's poet
A poet's words are bombs, missiles, bayonets
Do not read these poem
Holding my words too close to your eyes

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The Fringe January 31, 2010 at 11:17 PM Good write. Keep writing. David

Doris Culverhouse January 15, 2010 at 5:02 PM nicely penned, I like thee last line, social soldier poem!!

David Byrne January 14, 2010 at 8:04 PM I love this, reminds me of a talisman or a spell!

Audrey Haick January 10, 2010 at 2:30 PM As usual, L'nass, The message is clear, straight from the heart of a beautiful spirit! Another great write! Peace, Audrey

January 10, 2010 at 2:10 PM What a thought provoking view for the reader to ponder about. So much depth in this poem. I'm glad you are a "people's poet." Keep on writing. Karen

James Marshall Goff January 10, 2010 at 1:24 PM L'nass, your last three lines possess remarkable energy! BRAVO!!!!! jimbo

Carrie Richards January 10, 2010 at 11:08 AM I do agree, my friend,with the other comments..Your amazing poem, is a reminder, that we could possibly make a difference with our words. With our poetry, we can raise our eyes to look beyond ourselves. Words, even from the simple poet, can heal a heart, feed a soul, stir a pot of human kindness, who knows what good might be accomplished with thoughtful and careful expression, with compassion for fellow man. I LOVE this wonderful poem. I hope more eyes will see it.Thank you for sharing.~Carrie

Carolyn Devonshire January 10, 2010 at 9:34 AM You have succeeded big time in all of your goals for this poem, Shango! It does make us realize that we focus too much on ourselves and our own problems and not enough on the distress and poverty that surrounds us. You are leading the way to a better world with this inspiring write, my friend. EXCELLENT write for my favorites!! Love, Carolyn

Sara Kendrick January 10, 2010 at 3:30 AM Very expressive and decriptive write. I like the line "Unless their pain connect as a metaphors For the suffering of the world". I was fairly close when reading for I am having a bad vision morning. Sara