Plato exiled poets long time ago from his republic
Where are the poets now? I search in vain
Poets are exiled from reality, friends and foe and from the world
Poets express what they feel and see only without doubts
I saw a young man searching for a utopia today
I saw a lover condemned to death
I saw Odysseus lost in foreign lands
I saw a young man alone on the heights of despair
I saw a beautiful young girl laughing
I saw a homeless begging for another drink
I saw a man preaching God not humanity
I saw workers laboring from morning to dawn
I saw birds singing and dancing
I saw a revolutionary cat domesticated without consent
I saw an old man eating Cuban sandwich hiding from his past
I saw men exiled from their loved ones
I saw the freed man from prisons eating Shabang in corner stores
I saw devil and the God playing in our hearts
I saw all and nothing then exiled myself from the world
In writing these words I exiled the modern men into a poem
Exiled all are modern men from their own lives