it must really be hard to be a poet in this day and age?

[mtheoryrules]

not much time spent here
gutting a mans life
with careless ease

my tongue swells
to erect my my stature
my pride is called meek
by the mighty educated
but my voice rings honesty
tolls the virtue of new art
the attention deficit defect
a blinding light for dark broods
alarms the dedicated reject
to foster his hopes
on ages forgotten
as I would likely do
if I had invested
my effort so wisely
for the sake of passions
of former glories
the damp shelf memoirs
of pining eloquence
are mildewed in this verse
don't feel bad poets
it is because of all those comercials we grew up with, whilst sitting before the baby sitter
sorry I was a bit ticked at something happy harrim said
so
he inspired
if he is a true poet, and he finds this
he will be flattered...if it is any good that is
=P
bs
poetry is
the writer
the poem
and the reader
if there is no magic there
it is just dead wieght