I never wanted to be famous, I never looked for fame <br />I always hoped for understanding, to play the rhyming game <br /> <br />I write from life’s experiences, in an empathetic way <br />Not supporting any cause or claim, just meaning what I say <br /> <br />I am human, I am man, I am just like any other <br />I write when the feeling takes me, and sometimes I don’t bother <br /> <br />Am I the people’s legend, a genius, an icon, or just another fool? <br />Is it challenge that drives me onward, as I strive to look street cool? <br /> <br />We all think we are special, in some private sort of way <br />But we fail to see the merit as others often may <br /> <br />These are only words that torrent from our brains <br />But we must see the reality, the truth, and all the gains <br /> <br />For we are the chosen few, and we carry a heavy load <br />We will never write for pennies, pounds, or even gold <br /> <br />But we do become the voice of all those deaf and dumb <br />We express what others face, then suffer and succumb <br /> <br />So cherish your gift, believe and praise be to it <br />For you are honoured like no others, you are a poet!<br /><br />SPC Kellaway<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/life-of-a-poet/
