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Posted to Action Poetry

why strive to be mediocre
writing of the clutter
that buries you alive
day in and day out
why cant you see beyond

leave your ego behind
leave your trivial arguements
and arraignments aside
write in complete solitude
to appease the selfs longing
and not to stroke
the art destroying ego

you are not famous
you are not a god
do you write only to fill the void
to give yourself some false individuality
to claim yourself to be great

you are no more than a blind leper
admiring the texture of his shit in his hands
thinking it to be gold

can you hear the silence
can you touch the emptyness
are you a poet
or just a decorator
of your own image