Most poets have a bit of Solomon
Shakespeare and Poe within.
Constantly eager to share their visions
Of love, life, joy and sin.
Some guzzle whiskey
Some sip wine,
Some prefer cola
And feel just fine.
Some smoke pot
Or suck cigarettes,
Some abuse drugs
With lifetime regrets.
Some attend church
And sing of God,
While others make fun
And call them odd.
All have a purpose,
Which drives them to compose.
All serve a master,
Who by free will, they chose.
By Soul Poet
Tom Zart
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