To the Poet

To the poet who uses words to explore,

to you who thinks you know more,

you manipulate a bondage of words to stage,

I the historial who studies the past,

knows more of the future than your knot of words could salvage,

two different titles, one speck in the constelation,

the future for us are two very different,

we are not tied to what we know

to change the views of you,

you change the views of two,

my knot differs from yours, I the historian who studied the past,

now as a poet I also have words to cast.