...past the old graveyard

forgotten men and women

voices silenced long ago, dreams unspoken

by armchair experts behind crisp paper

clean shirts and stylish pens....in a simple stroke of a

pen  they erased the past, sealed the future

of

    a generation who never wrote the poetry

of their lives,

   who listened to the sound of the Muse in their

soul....didn't follow the staus quo but as Keats once

said:

" the Poetry of Earth is never dead "

Even here if you listen you can hear the melody

unsung....

                    of voices silenced long ago.......