The Poet

The poet is a song 
But he doesn’t sing 
The poet has nothing 
But offers everything 

The poet is emotion 
His words you can feel 
The poet is motion 
With a moment to steal 

The poet is alone 
In a crowded room
The poet is the messenger 
Who spoke too soon 

The poet is the cries 
And the pain we all feel 
The poet is truth 
In a rhyme to reveal 

~Billy Hitz~
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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