The Prologue
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What is a poet?

po·et [poh-it]
–noun
1. a person who composes poetry.
2. a person who has the gift of poetic thought, imagination, and creation, together with eloquence of expression.

3. those who breathe life to the world they see
and do not fear at the unknown
a self-examined visionary
one who sets their mind so free

through deconstruction of the world
they show us it’s simplest parts
they see a cosmos to unfurl
they show that even the straight will curl

while others toil to make us see
with paints or sounds or stone
a poet chose his medium to be
our passion, love, and misery

ecstatically soaring through gulfs of mind
and solemnly plumbing it’s depths
a poet will reveal in all due time
vistas of reality most would not find

a poet can in but one verse
test all of humanity
will he bless or will he curse?
it matters not; he will immerse

expounding on the torment
the mass would to keep down
revealing an almost perverse bent
towards mankinds dark undreamt

many poets I’ve come by
have sacrificed sanity
I do not moun, for by and by
they saw things most dare not to try

and that, I think, is what unites
poets through space and time
the courage to up and take those flights
to hear the symphony of sights

and we as poets do defend
the freedom of our thought
through wonders and horrors from our pen
we show the the world it’s start and end

Hope

When all around has been dark
It takes a moment for eyes to see
That there is hope most of the time,
For this is what happened to me.

So long the shadows have wept.
My heart was missing from life,
One fall after another it seemed
Nothing but darkness and strife.

There comes a time when you say
No more please, I am sinking,
Then troubles mount further.
So what’s the point in thinking?

Today was the worst of my life
But it turned around in the end.
Now darkness melts into light,
And hope for you too I send.

I truly thank my lucky stars,
That things turned out this way.
For just like the last two years
It could have gone wrong today.

So when you’re feeling low,
Remember hope is the key.
Without her we would be lost,
She just looked after me.