THE WORDS OF POETS

k.s. lewis reading THE WORDS OF POETS

 

The Words of Poets  by k.s. lewis

I listen to poets,

Call me the audience.

When I hear words put in order it entrances me,

enhances me

I don’t  mean the orders of before

I mean orders never before.

When that happens it makes me cry

It makes me think I have died

But most of all it inspires me to try

To create the ultimate explanation

of what the world

Should be.

It drives me

 to defy inequity and inequality

to reject all those knowing rejections

Inspiration by the words of poets creates justice by revolution

Drives humanity to destinations and solutions not attainable

 By ordinary fuel

The words of poets

Loads a fuel for transformation of a world gone awry

The conversion of observation to words to images

By poets living in poverty and consternation

filtering their emotions and tears

to find the injections of inspiration for others

Comes from minds willing to sacrifice

Their lives To the endless search for order

That may never be found

But I tell you it can happen

Because I feel  the tremors when I listen

To poets finding fuel never found

The inspiration for everyone to change

to come together without  blame or shame

And when a poet comes close to perfection

When I hear words put in order it entrances me,

enhances me

I don’t  mean the orders of before

I mean orders never before.

When that happens it makes me cry

It makes me think I have died

But most of all it inspires me to try

To create the ultimate explanation

of what the world should be for everyone.