Why are you writing poetry?
It’s not you or the thing that you do
You are a man who has a plan
Yes you are an action man

I write to tell you how I feel
Do you not notice how I stare into space?
Wondering about the human race
And how to keep up with the pace

I write as my means of expression
To try and help me through this depression
It is my means of escape
Sometimes I feel like going ape

My thoughts are put into words
So much mightier that the sword
Surely you must have heard
Those words said before

Please read my words
And make your assessment
There is always something in everyone’s basement

I am a man and yes I have a plan
But it also involves words and stories
Isn’t that how we are to be remembered?
Surely now the pen is mightier than the sword