A Poem Divine

A poem as divine as time can be rewound.
A poem as sublime as wine can be tasted.
A poem as confined as lethal prisoners can be freed.
A poem as godly as Zeus can remain unseen.
A poem with a heart will always beat.
A poem with a soul will always radiate heat.
A poem with a conscience will always make sense.
A poem with no conscience will be controversial without
Consent.
A poem unsung belongs with the fallen heroes.
A poem unwritten belongs with the dead writers.
A poem unseen belongs in imagination.
A poem unreal can never be.
                                               

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