I’ve decided to write a poem
Trying hard to make it rhyme
I wanna be good at something
And find a way to pass the time
I’ve thought about many things
The subject? What could that be…
I close my eyes, I focus
Nope, nothing exciting to see
So what, right now, is important
What do I want to say?
Do I want to make a statement
Or brighten someone’s day?
To be honest, I don’t really care
If people are happy or not
As long as they’re ticking over
Not hurting people a lot
But maybe they are hurting people
Maybe I’m doing that also?
Shit, now I think of my life
LOVE… I could have done moreso
Have I said mean things in passing?
Things that were not meant to hurt
Have I triggered a response
Like flight or fight in the dirt?
What a quandary I find myself in
this turmoil, it’s thick and fast
I just wanted to write a poem
Not question ways of my past
So here, I’m writing these words
Caring little if it rhymes
As I seem to have quickly discovered
It’s distraction I need in these times
But would you Adam & Eve it
Rhyming ain’t hard to do
So I’m passing the time quite easy
Turns out I AM a poet too.