A Heavy Pen

I feel like writing,
Writing for my people.
But the pen is heavy,
All filled with thickness,
An ink so black,
Blue sometimes!

Manpower it's a pre.
To a non writer it's a stone,
A rock not so easy to roll,
Not so easy to comprehend.

I feel like writing,
writing for my people!
But the desk is so high,
Higher than a tower could reach

I feel like...?
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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