Dear sir/madam, I write to you today,
To express concerns in my own way.
These trying troubles do rule my heart,
And what follows now is just the start.
I've endured many a sleepless night,
With what is the focus of my plight.
My desperate letter I hope you'll receive,
Then for you to judge and then perceive.
It's Poetry at the heart of the matter,
Seems all four winds have made it scatter.
Poetry dismally destined to be lost in time,
No poems of reason or poems of rhyme.
In today's society a subject deemed taboo,
So I write promptly seeking help from you.
Your newspaper's the finest second to none,
With items reaching out touching everyone.
Please, please, I beseech of you only one thing,
Begin a poetry section and the good it'll bring.
I'm realistic to know that decision is yours,
A revival of Poetry perhaps can open new doors.
For Poetry is art and culture combined,
And food for thought for a reader's mind.
I hope my suggestion is seen as a plus,
Yours Sincerely and Poetically,
Anonymous.
