by Conor Keane
Some poems rhyme, others don't
Some poems have meaning, others won't.
But what they share, in way and form;
burst from a message, they are born.
Hacks will argue, about metre and pitch
missing the obvious with an oblivious glitch.
Poems need to say something, it's their way of living through
the stresses of being read and studied to a literary gruel.
Read into this slightly or overly;who cares?
A message needn't be clothed in language impared.
Here's a message so, and long may it stick.
In this life, please don't be a dick.
Obvious enough for you?
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2011, Conor Keane
Last updated May 26, 2011