is the poet a commentator?
Am I to counterpoint the flashes
Light up my words
Even as the night sky flares
Am I to trot out my wit
At each turn of fate
What matters
If I just sit and watch
Are we always to turn to another
To find out what to think
How to feel
Were we not all born
With senses connected
Alive
Do we not smoulder
Ready to burn with our passion


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