Can one write good poetry,
Yet only use a hundred words?
I think that’s quite impractical.
In fact, it sounds absurd!

Verse requires freedom of choice,
Without which no poet may create.
What says this about literary voice?
Strong imagination we could never abate.

Fly through clear, blue skies,
Discover new horizons.
Make gay, soar high,
Escape toward distant tall mountains.

Poems give us the means,
To express deep, hidden thoughts.
But who would read so keen,
If dictators my muse had bought?

Writers scream out, “Emancipation!
Allow all artists broad scope.
End these oppressive stipulations.
Otherwise folk, forget hope!”