Write to the mood of the crowd,
Till it vibrates in your gut.
Be everybody’s rage.
Be prophet on a stage.
Be loudspeaker.
Beat beat beat out,
the rhythm that everyone is marching to.
Write to the taste of solitude.
Be prophet in a cave.
High on mysteries and little secrets.
Be orc, speak black.
Be one face among many.
Forget the crowd exists.
Write to the music of the everyday.
Be linguist of silences,
Be as kind and as harsh as every day is.
Be a hero, be the first to run away.
Be ordinary. Be all this
Be poet.
адреса: https://www.poetryclub.com.ua/getpoem.php?id=606381
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дата надходження 13.09.2015
автор: petra pan