I hunger for a poetic power
Though, time is running out
I wanted to be well known
There's would've been biographies
My books would be discussed in colleges
Or be banned in the South
I would win several prizes
And recite my words all over the world
Protecting the bomb, destruction of the environment
And censorship
I would sell my archives for millions of dollars
As I waltz with celebraties
But I would not have somebody to love
Especially you