Forgive me I am a poet
It is my compulsion
To be sentimental
To dream of a better world
To answer questions nobody asked
It may seem to you pointless
To worry about a fullstop
The placing of a single word
Or think of a rhyme scheme that fits
Ignore me
If I seem to rant on
About injustices
The pomposity of politicians
And the foibles of modern life
And if I speak of love
Life and death
And boring subjects like that
Indulge me
I'm a poet I can't help it
Rachel Flint
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-poet-s-apology/
