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Death to the Poet



Death to the poet who opened our eyes
The silvery tongue that outed our lies
Death to the poet who pulled the disguise
And made all the sleepers arise

The lion of lines
The writer of right
The one whose letters carry more bite
Than the teeth of the dogs
Who started this fight

Death to the poet that cuts with his words
Refusing the weapons of a violent herd
Fists and bullets and rockets and drones
While they murder with guns
And pile up the bones
The poet strikes hearts with his stones

About this poem

Poets fight with words. Poetry is a powerful way to make a point or even change minds, but sometimes writing these peircing words can put a harsh spotlight on the poet.

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Written on June 30, 2021

Submitted by BCByron on June 08, 2022

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BC Byron

Children's author, electrical engineer, father, poet. B.C. Byron writes many poems for kids and teens and illustrates them in his spare time (when he should be sleeping) to post on his blog. He also writes thoughtful poetry for adults. Everything around him is a poem just waiting to be written. more…

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  • robertrad2021
    Excellent, i agree, to write poetry is a trying feat.
    LikeReplyReport 43 months ago
  • maxb.38968
    The message of the poem is horrible. Makes me not want to write anymore poems, or at least not submit any here. I'm out, good luck with your garbage contest
    LikeReplyReport3 months ago
    • ivrybe
      Ironic...
      LikeReplyReport 23 months ago
  • twistedshadows1002
    The imagery is subtle but still vivid at the same time.
    LikeReplyReport 23 months ago
  • CindyG
    After reading all of the poems that I DID read, and I'm sorry I didn't have time to read them all, this one stuck out in my mind. It really says it all, and is a bit of an oxymoron. Very well written.
    LikeReplyReport 23 months ago
  • freerangeverse
    Clean lines devoid of unnecessary adornment.
    LikeReplyReport 23 months ago

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