Most Poetry today simply doesn’t cut the mustard!

Poetry is God’s true voice. Let him who understand not, be forever oblivious to beauty in the form of the written word. Let him drink the wine, feed from the pig and indulge in the pleasures of the flesh!

 When i say poetry i do not mean the utter dross peddled out today. I refer to the great & good poets of the past. Poets who knew that simply stringing long words together did not make beauty.
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