Poet Of The People Poem by shimon weinroth

Cries out good people, listen to my voice
I would hsve you understand, my feelngs
for this land, my deep emotions for
nature's wonders. my melancholy nostalgia
for times gone by

good people of this land, stop a moment
listen to my sighs, and cries,
reveal to you in metaphor, majestic language
those deep down stirrings of the heart
I conjure up for you

lay before your mind and ears
the tragedy of my tears and fears,
paint the passing of the years
alas the poet does not know it
few so very few will pass the time
or spend a dime