a poem is a tool to weed out the fools
a rod to unspoil the kid
a poem is a road without any rules
an excuse for all that we did

a poem is a monkey rabid and fat
a beast and a moon and a scream
a poem is a path full of junkies and wrath
a statement beginning a dream

a poem scares the assholes away
but only a bit in the heat of the sun
a poem is a poem is a poem they say
but I say a poem is a gun

a poem is a tool to break small minds
a staff to lean on and cry
a poem is a tight rope without any signs
of a net as we sit here and sigh