This Is Why I Woo Words
This is why I play philosophy
on the field that lures lore,
to gain the literati’s lovely trophy
and the golden grains of life to explore.
This is why I fraternize fair play
on the pitch where wisdom wonders,
to dichotomize shadows and sunray
and to preach ours’ to plough and not to plunder.
This is why I write white
on the surface that’s clean and clear
to rid the world of nasty knight
and to harmonize monks and men each year.
This is why I woo words
to have rhymes as my errand boy
and lyrics as the golden cords
around the poetry pen I will always employ.
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