They tell you not to break a poet.
You will melt into a gorgeous poem
A beautiful splash of ink,
Turned to a devastating prose.

I tell you, don’t shatter their essence,
You’ll be rewritten into a book.
A gathering of thoughts,
Confessions left unsaid,

The heart of a writer is untamed,
Because break it, then I fear,
Your story is no longer your own
But to be shared with world

If you extinguish the flame of a poet
You will through all eternity be
The undercurrents of their lines
And the ghost of every page.

So I beg you, dear reader
Please heed my warning,
There is nothing more fragile
Then the sacred pulse of a poet