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Once Upon A Poem

In the Mad-Poetic world,
Of a lonely Ivory Tower,
Was a Poet never heard,
For it never was his hour.

He had gone and warned the World,
Of impending, danger, power,
But the people kept on dancing,
Just like fools, around his tower.

Poets, Idealists and Lovers,
This old World has never changed,
Poets, stay in Ivory Tower
And pretend you are deranged.

poem by Sandra Feldman
Added by Poetry Lover
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