golden ink shall rise.( for a beautiful lady and friend Susan hill, keep writing freely sweetheart, love you xoxo)

One must not preach
Something their own thoughts can't reach
Washing away the meaning of Free speech
A poet is a heart that reaches out of body
Out of mind of self
To open the world to light
There own pen
To write
Not to discriminate
ones own right
In this letterhead fight
Peace out
As you ponder over a view
To high for your mind to see
Just a poet
Within a mind of a poet's heart
Rip not another page
In jealous rage
Create your own demise
Upon a letterhead
golden ink shall rise.