World Poetry Day

I taught of it to be a day filled with ink and empty paper
Where ill paint myself rainbow 
Blank paper scribbled with ink should rain upon me
In appreciation for the proper use of poetry 
Today every word play will queue up in a cemetery 
Exhuming words buried in my archive
To march forth to me for their salary 
For they slaughtered for me every life alive.  

World Poetry Day |2020 
©Pensayf
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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