The Poet Himself. Poem by Tony Adah
The Poet Himself.
Often the poet gets a bash
But from his own fold
He writes and they judge as good or bad
In good verses
He may be adjudged worst
And in bad ones best
He has no place to hide
From a bile of biases.
In all a poet is a poet
As in coughing and sneezing
Sleeping or awake
Wrestling with words
Or resting with the world
And if he succumbs
To the scathing tongues
Of the wrangling bards
He'll never be a poet.
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