The Poet

In the days of old
Words were sung
Line by line
Notes were strung 

Then came days
When words were spoken
Great speakers
Spoke with elegance 

Now the days have come
Where words are spoken swiftly
To a steady beat
The song of a rapper

Is one form purer
Than another?
Is one form true
And the others not? 

When a poet speaks
His heart sings
His mind thinks

I wrote this poem as I thought about how the poet has changed their delivery style over the centuries. I recently began experimenting with rapping. It is a form of delivering a poem in a modern day sense. However, there are true poets with message to improve others and than there are musicians who merely want the fame and fortune. A heavy loss to those who are blessed with the ability to reach thousands.


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