(just written) <br /> <br />Why do poets write, a question that I wonder. <br /> <br />I’ve asked myself that question over a thousand times. <br />And I always come up with the same answer <br />It’s because we are blind. <br />We accept all that we see constant, as the daily norm. <br />But I cannot accept it, it’s not where I belong. <br /> <br />There are questions to be answered that we must write about <br />We’ll climb the highest mountain, and to the world we will shout. <br />Why is the sky blue? Why is the ocean deep? <br />Why is the mountain high? Why do we weep? <br />We have been given everything man could possibly need <br />This is the reason GOD had planted the seed. <br />We are the only creatures that have a mind to think <br />But when we do not use it, we can lose in in a wink. <br /> <br />We as poets see all the beauties that are around <br />We will write about it, without even making a sound <br />We will also see the suffering, for not everything in <br />Life is a bed of flowers, for people are dying <br />Each and every hour. <br /> <br />There are too many topics for us to write about <br />War, poverty, hunger, sickness, just to name a few <br />We can’t write about everything, what are we supposed to do. <br />So I look around to all that surround me <br />Then I pick a topic of which I do not foresee. <br />I put myself in that position of what I am writing about <br />If it’s about pregnancy, I will feel her aches and pains <br />And by doing this there is knowledge that I gain. <br />Life is two sided of that there is no doubt. <br />Rich, poor, happy, sad, love, hate, boy, girl, <br />Life, death, all in suits of twos <br />All this excites me, but which one will I choose? <br />Why do poets write? now you tell me? <br />maybe it’s just because we love the poetry.<br /><br />louis rams<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/why-do-poets-write/
