'The Crowd Is Alone'
© Raul Cortes Jr. 9-17-19
As I lay on this couch, a phase in my route.
Thinking, reflecting, sinking but not dejected, relay it all out.
Is it worthy of a Top Poem, if only 5 Likes?
Or I alone has to know I got gold, because I rhyme tight.
Very few fellas are literary high octane.
The ladies on the other hand are scorching hot flames.
I'm guilty, I don't often check the newsfeeds, I feed the news.
Don't follow me if I ask, follow because I breathe & soothe..
..Your lyrical thirst & hunger for prose.
Listen queen, I might respond to your love poems. Me a hunter? I suppose..
..To engage some how without enraging your style.
Calling all poetizers, let's all have a get together & phase this all out.
Why do we write? Why do we read?
Why do we fight? Why do we bleed?
Digitally connected but separated at the power button of a pc.
What would this world be without smartphones, computers & TV's?
Live Entertainment, no more eyes in arraignment.
To my brothers in the struggle, let's have the right conversation.
To my sisters, know I love you, let's have a nice conversation.
We're all writing to get by.
The minute we become corporate, the collective is extorted, ungrounded..too fly.
©polo
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