True

Most of what I write is true - I get it from the news. Open up the paper - there's so much From which to choose. Stories often catch my eye Of lunatics and strangers; Perverts on the subway, Urban life and all its dangers. Nature's wrath or criminals, Heroes, athletes, singers; Human interest tales of folks Whose lives have been through wringers. Other poems describe events I've witnessed in my day. Every small experience Yields so much I can say. All remaining writings Are extracted from my head: Memories and contemplations, Joy and hope and dread. Sometimes there's a limerick That sneaks in for a smile. After all, it's rhyming, which Sits right within my style. If you read a poem of mine, And man, I hope you do, You never really have to wonder - Just assume it's true.