Eloquent wordplay
And literary genius
Has it ever changed a thing,
Many describe my work
As a visceral thing,
Lacking intellect
And more about feelings,
But as a storyteller
This resonates more with me,
For feelings are where
All beliefs and ideas begin,
I am happy to leave intellect
For the academic crew,
Who look down their noses
At those who,
Try to turn their hands to verse
Mumbles a degoratory curse,
Through lips that are so
Tightly pursed,
They don’t concern me
They can do their worse.
Have they manged to change the world,
For all their intellectual eloquent words,
The answer is no.
For many disconnect
For they prefer clearer messages,
Plain and passionate
And full of feeling,
About the world they realise and are experiencing
And believing.
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