All Poets

If all poets were poets,
heaven would be groomed,
and,
hell would harbour void.

If all poets were poets,
deserts would drown in oceans,
streams would breed fishes,
and butterflies would rule the sky.

If all poets were poets,
storms would go dumb,
eclipse would bade the sky good-bye,
and sailors would anchor in bliss.

If all poets were poets,
dusts would turn to ashes,
ashes to diamonds,
and men would be equal.

If all poets were poets,
beasts would be mild-hearted,
blame would be ungodded,
and humans would be humane.

If all poets were poets,
God would be God.