A Poets Dillemma on Cyberspace
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A seething heavy breathing
Sickness and no cure
An ocean of words
At his disposal
A brain that needs no
Fertilizers steroids or
Cow shit as manure
Yet the poor poet
Is miserably insecure
Highly immature
Scared that someone
Will rob his poems
A sleepless thought
He can’t endure
But we give without
Counting
Our hearts and souls
So pure
Poetry the more
You give the more
You get I am sure
Only the plagiarist
With wrong means
Lives and survives
Ill-gotten gains
By filching
that he procures and the end
his mind his thoughts impure
he and his borrowed poetry
dies a death premature
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