The critique

O the critics, their lips are never sealed
About cliches, and meanings of metaphors
And repetition, and punctuation, and
(and, but, because, since, even even)
Well my wander relays from inquiries like
If poetry is imitation, What is then critiqued
The poet or The imitated, What criteria
Is the critique, Who authorized it
Who critiques it, Who verifies its value
The broken heart of the poet, or the clapping
Hands of the null minded who don’t get the
Writer’s pain… Well, poetry is unbound
Tear and Tears will write the words, if the
Hands don’t, pain will make him laugh, if not joy.

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