a poem of humanity
socratese is an ape.
in the tallest tree
on the highest branch, shouting.
and the monkeys on
the floor throw shit
above the collective heads
of them all.
and they scream "do you hear that man? his name is socratese!".
Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.
Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.
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