The Ink from the Pen

It doesn’t take much for me to write out a line

It flows through my blood and out of my mind

It inks up my pen and I type up the rhyme

Then, it leaves my many thoughts

and I’m able to unwind

With all the chaos that spurts

out of the TV

It’s hard not to worry

It’s difficult not to see

The pain and the challenges of those all around

I do what I can

to turn their negativity around

And I know I’m not always in control

so therefore I pray

I can’t just sit and look

without having something to say

but I try to be polite

because I think it takes time for growth

and just because one person’s there

doesn’t mean another isn’t just trying to stay afloat