Because I am a poet

While you segment that thin unleavened cake of oat-meal brother;
Because I am a poet...
I will brew a triolet with mnemonic rhymes
And pour it heavily down the crack before the beginning ends.

While you rest motionlessly...
Like a trampled weed in the middle of the jungle,
Because I am a poet...
I will sing lullabies to my lilting brain

I have grained poems for the next mid-lent sunday,
As you put in your oar for well rich,
Hopefully you'll find your which

Because I am a poet...
I have been to a future where poets are sacred and writers are divine,
Because I am a poet...
Poetry is easy for me to define,
Because I am a poet...