originality breeds contempt
and the honest reality of my words doesn’t always sit well with those who hear
it makes them feel uncomfortable
but that is the whole purpose of poetry
give these lines the chance to penetrate beneath the hard surface of your opinions
and hear what’s in my heart.
you might find out that it’s not too different to what’s in yours
and we will find a common ground
beyond that cup of coffee
and anonymous snaps
originality could become a new way of life
and maybe end some wars
feed some children
and save some souls...
you never know