YES WE ARE POETS-GODS GIFT MAVERICK
Originally uploaded by firoze shakir photographerno1
photo courtesy..
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Your parents you don’t choose or pick
Your karma your destiny you don’t
Choose or pick
Your trial tribulations
Your measuring stick
Your good luck your bad luck
You don’t choose or pick
but if you do right and avoid wrong
half the problems you lick
when you post your poems
on the internet its possible
to honor you the plagiarist
under the name of your poem
his name stick
your poems but not your
poetry he will flick
a fraud at a mouse click
So what will you do
Runaway delet your poem hunter
account like Cari Vick
Ray Lucero was right
Take all you want
We light the world
The darkness of human souls
With our never to be snuffed
Out Poetry wicks
Yes we are fighters
Resilient spirit
Made of flesh
Blood and bodies of Brick
Yes we are Poets
Gods Gift Maverick
That you or anyone
Just can’t kick
This is a poem not denigrating the poetic memory of Cari Vick whom I never knew at all, but yes this poem is for those poets a message that they should not lose heart and learn to fight back, we are not strong individually but a group of Poem hunter poets we are our own strength.. so please don’t misread my poem.
firoze shakir photographerno1
