What else can I seem to do?
but just sit in my chair and write?
I can't seem to go anywhere these days
the gas prices are out of sight!
So I sit and type my thoughts in poems
and share them FREE of charge.
To anyone who'd care to read them
all of the internet population at large.
Sometimes I feel I'm spinning my wheels
and not getting anywhere.
It isn't so much the money you see
It's just, does anyone really care?
Do they care what I have written?
Do they really know what I have said?
Does anyone want to copy my poems?
So later on they might be read?
Makes me wonder if the life of a poet
is all it's cracked up to be?
I know it's not paying me anything
it's out there everywhere and it's FREE!
What else can I do, but sit in this chair and write?
To type all day in my poetic way
just typing all through the night!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem