If poetry be:

Let it be ground,
help me find purpose
in a world run by vultures.
if poetry be,
Let it be eyesight,
heal the captured pictures
stored filled with no remorse.
if poetry be,
Let it be me,
a reflection formed by satisfaction
astray from seeking fame
only to be derailed.
if poetry be,
I hope it be free,
not a prisoner in its own skin,
afraid of the unknown,
a voice that's unheard like the little me.
LB Hendricks
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