An Unnamed Poet

An unnamed poet
Struggling in the world
Impossible to gain approval
Impossible to gain despise
Main stream poets
Steal away all the attention
No one wishes
To deviate from the norm
They spin out rhymes and lyrics
With no thought from the heart
And yet so many millions
Flock and start
Seeing works of art from the soul
Seeing all they wish to be
And all they aspire to
Yet the little unnamed poet
Remains unknown
For he cannot gain a single glance
Cannot even gain a passing look
This unnamed poet sits and waits
For all the well known,
Were once far from great
And he bides his time
And scribbles away
Notes and phrases
Straight from the soul
That could touch every man and woman as a whole
If only they would spare a minute
And notice...
A single...
Unnamed poet.