PUBLISHERS by Godfrey Mutiso Gorry
And then they pretend like owls With marble eyes and wizened stupidity I do not know why they cannot perceive True art But I will write Until sand evaporates And the moon consumes the sun I will write Even for the sake of art For myself and for those who feel Reading could lift them Into other spheres of fancy Where thoughts are much clearer And deeds best described As a vintage of the self And society.
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