I Write...
I write for me
I write for the tortured souls dying to be free
I write for the young and the old
I write for those with stories waiting to be heard
I write for the ones with no voice
I write for unemployed with no choice
I write for the dead
I write for the living
For my poems are like the gift that keeps on giving
I write for the hungry
I write for the poor
Hoping that my poems may offer a little more
See the reason I write is really quite simple
I write to and for the people
So if there was ever a wonder who my poems are for
My poems are for you
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