POETRY MAKES NOTHING HAPPEN

Poetry makes nothing happen.  Poets don't make money.  Poets don't make anything that sells.  Poets exchange goods.  Poetry makes nothing happen.  Poets make love with words not war.  Poets don't work on Wall Street.  The poetry weren't such a minx the moment a poet walks onto the floor of a trading company on Wall Street poetry would void the poetic license but poetry being poetry just shakes her finger slowly and backs away.  Poetry makes nothing happen.  Poetry does not blow up people or rip people off.  A poet can blow up people it's true, and many have, and shot them, and ... but only because poetry refuses to detach herself from anyone who cherishes her, even in the slightest.  But she won't live with them.  She won't flourish.  Poets who love poetry and bombs often die.  But not because of poetry.