Write Away
Don't waste your time
Not worth the dime
Why write
At night
When of course
There comes next day
You've thought it out
You write away
Finally your story ends
Now it's read
By all your friends
You can't do more
So tired and weary
Now of course
Out goes your query
But on this Earth
As we all know
Forget your "gift"
It's who you know
So no response will come to you
You're not part of the chosen few
Now you have to stretch a buck
Time for a job
Can't live on luck
Copyright © Gary Kraidman | Year Posted 2015
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