The Condemnation Of Creativity Poem by Zamir Osorov

It’s very difficult to start to write
as soon as inspiration come
that have done it
leading legions of others duties,
wants, desires, tricks and trifles
have occupied you around at all.
Suddenly you mad for cup of cave
or filling bit a hunger,
or preferred exercise, making yoga
or just want to scratch your left hear
with right forefoot.
Often you cannot sit at table
preferring rode on it
or break dance
on your head,
or crawling under table
and trying to write in such extraordinarily position.
You have to do much
other oddly things
before you starting work
and even after it.
As Richie Blakemore played hardly with guitars
In right position and backward,
turn it fast around body
plying so virtuously
eventually broke instrument on the stage,
as Gogol smashed the table
when he finished to write a page
as a Balzac
flooded room
chained himself to table
and put his foot to cold water.
before a starting write,
as Michelangelo
ready to stone everybody
coming to him at work
without his pleasure,
when he pained the marble celling of Sicts Chappelle,
As a God merciful
who created this astonishing Universe
with billions galactics
stretching billion light years to far
with Black Holes and Black matters
and abreast of times and efforts spent,
from larvae’s to dinosaurs
and mammals and human-like apes,
from Neanderthals to Homo-sapiens
before eventually emerging you and me
in this blue planet
as a top creatures and miracle of nature.
Yes it’s very difficult process
that so strong possessed
before you start to work
and able to do
something really valuable.