The Stolen Horse
Why try to write like somebody else,
by others passion driven
A watered down copy, trespassing free,
to alien words you’re smitten
A copycat artist who mimics the sounds,
your voice a toast unbidden
While somebody’s pain and somebody’s joy
—the stolen horse you’ve ridden
(Rosemont Pennsylvania: April, 2020)
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