A poem is just a poem, nothing special. It’s a bunch of words grouped together in a certain way, sometimes in meter and rhyme, sometimes not. It doesn’t have any power over the human mind and emotions. There’s nothing threatening about a poem. Or is there? The truth is, poetry is one of the most powerful weapons humans can use. …

My Kindly master then began by saying. . . ‘That shade is Homer, the consummate poet; The other one is Horace, satirist; The third is Ovid, and the last is Lucan.’ . . . And so I saw that splendid school assembled, Led by the lord of song incomparable, Who like an eagle soars above the rest.       …