Not For Sale

Even Bob Dylan sold out...

did a commercial....

then, he sang Sinatra tunes.

He gets a pass, however,

because of his prior genius,

and timely messages.

eecummings dedicated his book

of poems, "No Thanks", to all the

publishers that turned it down...

it was quite a list.

I never tried to get published,

but a book appeared,

printed by an angel.

I wouldn't mind selling out

like Caitlyn, grabbing the dough,

then changing my mind.

They say she wants to change 

back to a man. If so, she shouldn't,

because if she wants to change,

it proves she's a woman, or, so goes

the sexist lore...her Catch-22.

I pretend I'm not for sale,

keeping my integrity because 

I have no choice...taking the 

high road...no one's buying...

maybe nobody's reading

anymore...or, it's obvious.

No poet was ever

on a box of Wheaties.

Oh, yes, I almost forgot,
Maya Angelou,
I want to punch her in the nose.