Black Ink

My poems are What I write I care But don’t If you like Or don’t like Because my words Start from my heart And at my mind Is where I draw the line And whether Their right Or wrong I know I’ll Lay them down Better In due time And whether One line rhymes And The next one doesn’t I’ll keep trying Because poetry I really love it So read this And tell me What you think Because from the pen To paper I’m giving you this Before I become extinct It’s My work Written in Black ink……