And I Shall Write

Twixt the caverns of the mind

And the edges of the quill,

Lurks the matters that are dearest

To my soul.

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As I seek to set them free,

I oft am fraught with indecision.

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Such hesitancy,

Alas,

Is a defect.

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For these are times

My Muse is mute.

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Such trying times,

I must refute.

They call
for relevancy.

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Ah!

But to see the beauty of a flower!

Partake of some significant event.

To feel the burning need
of the oppressed!

Express the moments of the hour.

Speak for the muted mass.

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Perchance,

To touch the face of love.

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For these I pray!

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For then,

With powerful perception

My pen will race upon the page.

Unfettered thought shall run with joy,

And I will write

It all.

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Author Notes Yes I will Inspired by Gungalo’s Poem, Unfinished Utterance. Picture from Microsoft ClipArt