Poetry is not a certain this or a certain that. With or without rhyme. Beat or academic. Uplifting or depressing. Accessible or obscure. Poetry is all. At its heart, simply, a condensed form. Free to violate the strict rules of prose. Free to explore the subterranean Pa**age of mind and soul. We must allow it to be Whatever it needs to be. Only then will we realize The vitality of its song.