No One Listens To A Poet…

Poets bang drums loudly, to awaken
Those who slumber these dark nights
Fruit can’t be eaten, lest tree is shaken
So they shove, pull and promote fights

Poets challenge, cajole and aggravate
Those saying “I don’t wanna know it”
Alas;
No one listens to a poet ‘til it’s too late
They have some nasty scars to prove it

ROTMS