A poem

A powerful weapon in the hands of many
At the beginning, I thought
A poem, big deal, a piece of literature, a piece of writing
Words on paper
A plain sight to see
But that’s all I saw, a plain sight.
Nothing deep, nothing special
I was too
Too
Too shortsighted
Too deaf
Too blind
Too impaired
To see
To see the power behind literature
So powerful that it couldn’t be overwhelmed
Poems are a language.
They are motion
They inspire
They manipulate
To understand, you must truly understand yourself
To interpret
You must understand
And to understand
You must know one thing
Things aren’t what they always think
So to understand
Is to take a step
Forward in life.