A message to all Poets

Before I begin, it must be known that I know nothing more than can be known
Humbleness is a requirement much like confidence is the driving force
Keep them in your back pocket and don't wash them with your jeans

A word to crossfire poets, both big and small:
Resist the urge to scorn the words and images of others
The Tyrant will rant and rave his paranoia of invisible competition
While the fool will bow to false gods,
But our soul knows better
For though I know nothing more than can be known,
It knows everything
Take that times infinity
Ohm
Now you are a part of me

Find enjoyment in other's creation
Don't covet it
Remember it and share it, for if you are true to yourself they will share in your creation
Praise Jesus
Fuck the trinity
An angry protest of my heart, which cannot beat in triplets
Too complicated for the divinity of man's duality
Poles of love and destruction
No room for perfection

You will never know how to end it
And this is proof that the poem never ends,
For if my heroes have taught me one lesson,
It is that words are nothing compared to the poem that is you
Become the poem
To stop, we merely take the horn out of our mouths,
Said Miles to Coltrane
Dear God grant me a piece of pure imagination upon my death bed
When the mind meets the soul shall I sing a new song of revelation to the unknown

04-24-09