It's All Lipsmack
Man is tethered toward togetherness
For the Creator Himself declared,
"It is not good for the man to be alone."
But where fellowship is needed, there are not enough fellows
Much too many mouths to speak yet few fathom
For mankind is more man than kind
Hypocrite was I, listening little and protruding plenty--
Children crave companionship but hold no hesitation to withhold !
I aimed for humanity and man, I missed
Selfishly I searched, seeking a single solution for myself
Until I untied the rope of realization
To write was right and to speak came bleak
A poet's partiality to the pen and its paper wins the world
But makes man no more than they were before
Poetry taught me that taking is less so if it is making
A silent scream stuck to pages
Than loose, loud lipsmack that all who listen rages