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Perhaps there's truth to ascertain
The question of where the wordsmith went
With lively terms most eloquent
        Written by a Silent Poet
Whose work to me *did* entertain
Much more than I can quite explain
        The full, complete extent of it;
        But deep inside ideas awoke
                (One of which I now invoke.)

There was a time I read a quote
That at the time meant something more
That just to feel should be sufficient
         Even if we do deplore
A writer's ink is not deficient
         If it leaves us wanting more;
                (Or holding back the need to choke.)

As some can't speak what other's spoke
Or have the means to write their own
The only way that they may know
         Grammatic failing, choppy lore;
                (And yes, at times, I, too, abhor.)

But who are we to set the standard
Have our say or change the answer
To the question posed in stanza
        Another mind has washed ashore?

From the girl who dealt with rape
Who thinks about it every day
To make a break for sweet escape
Expressed the price she felt she paid
The only way that she could say
        In the only way she knows
        Relatively rhymed in hopeless hope
                (So what if she is not a 'Poe'?)
                
Or to the boy with manic syndrome
Pens in only flurried tantrum
Confusing candor seeming random
        In the way he does invoke
And all he'll scrawl from page to page
Is just to make a sweet escape
From his anger, screaming rage
        Caring not if they ignore
        The voice in which his fingers bore;
                (It's the only way I know)

Responding to the question stated
For those of you who might be jaded
There is no reason to feel cheated
        I’ll try and say this nice and slow:

  ******(your)******Talent…..is…..over…..rated************

As is mine

Busted prose, coherent spite
Not everyone sees eye to eye
For at a time I read a quote
        Many years ago before
I came across a man who wrote
        ". . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ."
               (It doesn’t matter what you write.)

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