Poem

Poetic Justice

With a paintbrush and quill,
Poets and artists imprinted,
Their naked souls and still,
Bled in the pages unread.

With every life they touched,
The world suddenly became,
As transformed lives danced,
Old dreams no longer tame.

Now the world knows peace,
As love’s secrets find a way,
Into hearts- now one piece,
As mediocrity soon gave way.

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