Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

the world we live in is insane, crazy, mad
I'm talking about the powers that be
the things they do, all the lies
the fake news, the false reasons
for the horrible things they do
so when I say crazy poet
I mean that you are called crazy
if you try to speak the truth
by writing something that does not
make sense, but I'm talking
of the total lack of sense
of the world we live in
so the poet's job is to
hold up a mirror
to the madness
which is a thankless task
but the poet can't pretend
it isn't happening

this is not a fun poem
I remember all those years ago
sitting in a cheap room, with a can
of sardines some canned soup
and a bottle of cheap red wine
and I said, I will be a poet
I had a copy of a French poet
and began writing, I had no idea
where I was going, the words
came slowly...

where do we begin this splendid defiance
and begin this unraveling of the poet's life

"this splendid defiance"

the act of continuing to write is such defiance, how well put!

That was the first line I wrote, I a.so remember the second line
actually I wrote it in the jr collage cafeteria one day in 69'.