To write poetry

is to know


comfort, the temporary

calm, security


floating in the eye

of the storm,


to be left alone,

the slipstream


gatherer affording

time one needs


to imagine

empathy, the privilege


of dreaming

struggle and pain,


chronicling the moment

to moment hunger


and fear of those

not born into


the leisure you know.

To write poetry


is to act politically,

record the language


chosen by you to

disguise and reveal


what appears to be

important, your view,


completely aware

no one has a clue.


Mark Gibbons

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