It always begins
like indigestion,
slowly at first,
then full bore.
Either way,
I need relief,
no question.
But no antacid
can abort a poem
so I have to stop
and take dictation.
I'm no Matthew, Mark
Luke or John.
They wrote the Gospels
by Divine Inspiration.
I'm on my own;
I have to listen.
So when the words begin
I grab my quill.
I have no choice.
I have to stop
and take dictation.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem