Why Do I Write These Poems

why do i write these poems? they make no money what do i care what the rest of the world thinks if im dead? why do i care what this world is like when im gone? its innate its human something inside me is calling me and telling me that it matters i don't know why i don't know what it is it's just who i am it's who i am as a person that drives me and tells me because i was given that spark i don't know how long ago i was given that spark but i was given that spark and sometimes i'm like, let's find something poetic but i don't know if you can make poetry i think it just comes sometimes it comes, sometimes it doesn't, and it varies it's a beautiful day today, very balmy it kind of reminds me of humanity that's when we're at our best that's the kind of world id like to see a balmy world where things are even and balanced, at equilibrium a balmy world of equilibrium a balmy world of peace a balmy world of sunshine a balmy world of love.