Poetry is life, Poetry is death

Poetry is life,

Poetry is death.

It is what comes before,

And after.

Meaning beyond what normal words,

What normal phrases can express.

Meaning forged from life,

And death,

And all that comes before,

And after.

Meaning that can’t be expressed in words,

Made from words with different meanings.

Hope,

Despair,

Dreams,

Hatred.

Words from all those who live the high life,

And all those crushed under the boots of oppression.

Poetry is everything,

And everyone,

And anything,

And everywhere.

Poetry is meaning,

Beyond all preciving.

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