Based on: http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/poetry/
"An Epic Poem on Poetry"
"I, too, enjoy it: my favorites are lyrics,
Poetry in music.
Writing it, however, can be difficult, I
Choosing my words, setting the rhythm.
I like poems I can feel, words
The reflect my thoughts, my feelings.
If I must, I'll write my own not because
I want to, no, it's required for education
Judge. When they see that I've become
The same is true for all of us, we
Do not admire others
We cannot understand: the lonely
Keeping us apart in search of something that's the
Same, people fighting, a brave man taking a hit, an endless
Ourselves, the children shaking like dogs
Afraid of death, the worth-
Less soul, the forgotten--
Never are loved
To discriminate against "Separate but equal
Is not equal;" all these lives are important. One must show
However: When blessed in life by luck, or fate
The result is not sympathy
For the ones among us that will be
Happiness and recreation and live only
For survival, "you can never silence the voice of the voiceless"
It seems I have forgotten. The topic of this poem lost,
Instead words of life in
All its rottenness and
You have read it to the end,
Surely, you are interested in poetry."