They make me mad- some people, known/ unknown; <br />They make me sad- their wiliness / ego; <br />They’re after money’s comfort on this earth! <br />Sense/ common-sense are things that’re a dearth. <br /> <br />They know how poets have suffered in life! <br />They know how poets land in utter strife! <br />They stay unmoved/ inert- husband or wife: <br />They wound my heart with words akin a knife. <br /> <br />Oh how I wish I should be, never me! <br />Oh how I wish I were akin to them; <br />Yet, I can’t simply change: I’m thus destined; <br />To Poesy must Bards always well bind. <br /> <br />Poetry isn’t something that pays at once; <br />It isn’t something that gives plenty returns; <br />A Poet seeks the truth without/ within; <br />And Truth is God: God abhors only sin! <br /> <br />Being like earthlings is not always right; <br />The destiny of world, poets do fight; <br />Most Bards cannot be dishonest, may be; <br />Their minds are fixed to Eternity. <br /> <br />And if they change, could they God realize? <br />Good Bards prefer to be always soul-wise; <br />And like a phoenix die, again arise; <br />And show the world to be heavenly-wise! <br /> <br />Oh, one can’t take me for an easy ride; <br />I can’t my emotions and passions hide; <br />I can’t live on with ego great and pride; <br />My thoughts to be aright, God helps decide. <br /> <br />The superfluous from the thing that’s deep; <br />The virtual/ surreal from real; <br />The transient from what is permanent; <br />God help me to know and my soul to keep. <br /> <br />Alas, a Poet is a bruised reed! <br />His works on earth are immortal indeed; <br />His heart of love is uniquely his creed; <br />His mind wants peace and never yearns for greed! <br />Alas, a Bard’s a bruised reed!<br /><br />Dr John Celes<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/alas-a-bard-s-a-bruised-reed/
