this poem is very long so long , in fact , that your attention span may be stretched to its very limits but that 's okay it 's what 's so special about poetry see , poetry takes time we live in a time call it our culture or society it does n't matter to me 'cause neither one rhymes a time where most people do n't want to listen our throats wait like matchsticks waiting to catch fire waiting until we can speak no patience to listen but this poem is long it 's so long , in fact , that during the time of this poem you could 've done any number of other wonderful things you could 've called your father call your father you could be writing a postcard right now write a postcard when was the last time you wrote a postcard ?