PoemsBrowse PoemsSlamsFresh DropEchoes
LearnWriting TipsPoetry TermsPoets & ArtistsBooksFor Teachers
ExplorePoetry GenomePoem MapEchoesTake ActionGroups
AboutWrite a PoemDonateSign UpLog In

And You Wonder Why I Write


Steel fetters release! I am free! Quill feathers and ink Supplying me Feels better to be Writing the means for reviving dreams Freedom is what life sometimes make dying seem I can be what I want You can be what you want I can see your potential I'd be grieved if you don't apply yourself I'd like to help those I can reach Hide and seek with the trouble Hide and seek with the drama Trying to reach out to mothers getting weak from the struggle Sweetie smile.. See that's another reason I write To take away the tear so you can clearly see it's alright It's alright.. I'm proud of you Bound to move to new heights I respect the fathers who stuck around to do right For the kids For the kids and again I repeat I can see another change Maybe pain is my teacher Our teachers are needed quite more urgently now Let us do it Let us clean these communities up Let us not judge our kids because it used to be us But trust We'll make a difference I'm doing it for Kendrick I like to write to fight the fight And live in spite of our "limits" Which have ended I have to say I have to write to survive If I didn't have a pen I couldn't affect any lives If I couldn't help a friend I wouldn't like being alive Honestly If I really couldn't write I would die
©All Rights Reserved

Something wrong with this poem?

Share

Replies are closed for this poem.

Dexsta Ray

It's not about me. It's not about you. It's all about God. Learning to be swift to hear and slow to speak. Traveling is a passion of mine. Still learning to be that change. Consider me a work in progress.

View all poems →

Your Poem's Voice

See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.

Comments (0)

No comments yet. Be the first to share your thoughts.

Log in to leave a comment.