Run with the words, move with the rhythm
The dead poet chants unheard musings
His voice penetrates my nerves
His scream whitewashes my brain
We share a hidden rage and an open anger
No one understands our meanings
Don't be afraid of our message
Tell others what you hear, what we say
Feel the wholesomeness of the sharing
Listen to the stories he tells
See the music that builds the song
The framework supporting the words
Enabling the deciphering of the truths
Your face hangs in my mind
Crying for those happier times
I can't wipe away the insane tears
That flow with goodbyes
Listen close to the dead poet as he sings
Words on a page show a message
Words in the air reveal meaning
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