Poets with Superpowers

When I was a kid, loved seeing art,
Ideas from minds to real life,
Little did I know I’ll read,
Decipher pieces, write.
Kingdom of teach, learn
And e’ry other thing right,
A story of how to bleed,
Rattling brain for words with a knife,
Drank from knowledge cups of “EB Art”

Every mind with its super power,
From muse to creativity,
You are a god, find your voice,
Ignore audience size,
Let your art speak right;
Peace, the ultimate prize,
Poets you see made a choice
To free words from captivity,
Climb the tower yourself for power.

Wildkhard [TA]