The Unsung Heroes

THE UNSUNG HEROES . . . O l hail to the poets born of observation Then to their perseverance and patience For taking all that is in their hidden minds And then plonking it all between the lines Their poetry can be found to be as diverse As all things can found within the universe There is even some who can go to beyond Writing of Godly things like lyrics to a song How blessed are we for those whom share From poems of happiness those who scare Limericks I am sure made to make us laugh To heartfelt messages left on ones epitaph Intellectuals whom stick to the poetic rules O how I wished I had gone to their schools Raptures of passion are woven within lines A smell of a red rose - a taste of rich wines Some write of war and the needs for peace Some of anger to get some form of release All hail to the unsung heroes who gave it all To those who have fallen for this poetic call You are never really a hero until you’re dead And your poems are hailed up as to be read Then all the fame you ever wanted be found When you are then 6 feet under the ground Therein lies a poetic genius beyond compare Who had the real heart with others to share Whose poems and verses will not be forgot And whose poetic phases we learn to adopt Indiana Shaw . . . -_-