a poet writes

In garret high on bitter fruit

a poet writes and wasted youth

with words not of loving pursuit

but against the mighty seeking truth




as anger and resentment flow

the corrupted seek the poetic ire

and money passed that they should know

to seize and snuff that patriotic fire




there is a blue plaque on the wall

years since the disappearance

where the poet wrote defying all

rehabilitated by inference