Questioning Poem by Sandra Feldman

Questioning



Is Poetry a waste of time?
It won't produce a single dime,
Is Poetry still read aloud?
Is recitation still allowed?
Are poets living on a cloud?
Just to escape an angry crowd.

I know not what the answers are,
Poems seem something rare and far,
21st Century, misfits,
As our society falls to bits.

Saturday, August 27, 2016
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