Should poets dare, they may imply the real,
Or damn pretense, who wears a masquerade,
To camouflage e'en what there is of zeal
Which makes a devotee of truth afraid.
Should poets dare, they may dare symbolize
E'en that from which we'd quickly turn away;
E'en what the puppetmasters came to prize
As does some connoisseur some cryptic play.
But many, never veted, peove amiss—
They turn the truth into a 'silly' lie,
And give, to folly, even passion's kiss,
Without a need to ferret out the 'Why'.
Should poets dare: they dare to be 'absurd',
As they find Truth ensconced within the 'Word'.