Come Clean
Come clean
even the wisest of us
at least once has made
wish to a star
even the most skeptical
has called to a god
when feeling lost
hopelessly adrift
from a path of truth
having strayed too far
even those surest of love
have felt a twitch of jealousy
doubted in one's own gleams,
too well knowing the attraction
of younger and seemingly
far brighter beams
even an acclaimed writer
has read other's marvelous verse
thinking better works inconceivable
no finer declarations achievable
and wondered
if poetry always a soaring soulful gift
or as much a spirit sinking curse
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