Writing a poem is simple for some
Just take a pencil twixt fimger and thumb
Find a nice quiet place
To let your thoughts flow
And put them on paper--

It's easy, you know

So some write for Fame
And some write for Money
Some write love poems
To their favorite "Honey"

And some of us have
These feelings inside
That we just can't express--
But still we can't hide

So we put pen to paper and
Labor each verse
Full of fear or anger
And maybe -- much worse

We pour out our Love
We pour out our Sorrows
And by just doing this
We can Function -- 

Tomorrow