When Poetry Was

When Poetry was beautiful
Everything was beautiful
Too beautiful to desire

When Poetry educated
Everything was amazing
Too amazing to know

When Poetry was visionary
Everything was believable
Nothing was impossible

When Poetry was political
Everything mattered
Especially knowing why

When poetry died
Humanity plummeted 
Into the abyss of technology

4/22/12

poem by Tim caffery
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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