Regarding Poets
As from their life’s moments with words did they play to note what it was to them on a day in a world where there was little to entertain them otherwise inside their eager minds and awake, searching eyes. Looking for more to attribute to life, to keep their own minds useful and sprite, denouncing injustice in the face of cruel kings afraid for their lives from society’s religious beings. Owning their own gift from a God that did give them their own talents and life to be lived by their free choices, with their free voices, beyond what others wanted, beyond what employees men to walk blindly in chains of oppression and women to give in to immoral subjugations deprived of their own choice, deprived of what’s right, these poets did know how to structure human plights. Delicately choosing the words to convey their fingers forming words like a delicate lace in their understanding from a world’s tawdry sways hosted all around them in a myriad of ways ...