No poetry begets poetry;
but criticism behind smiles,
skepticism behind lauding,
and fool comparison beyond miles,
what poetry shall be living for;
by chance existence paved way,
within poetry's birthing page,
'till poet weeps who leaves or stays;
for no poetry's written
be nodded ending;
but soul-reflected,
worst - mere examined;
'till one poetry' s poetry
chants louder than most;
might be touched or forgiven,
still no poetry's host;
for no poetry begets poetry;
as no loving begets loving,
no apology begets apology,
only approval or declining;
how miserable, how pitily;
deplorable do humans live,
within demands sole to consume,
never exchange identity;
maybe no poetry's written;
sole to poetry's lovers,
maybe no birth was given;
to the beginning of others,
but may poetry's written;
to this world of no lovers,
as may birth only given;
to the death of those others .
