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……
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