Why I Write

As I sit here at this table dark
I feel like a fluttery spark
Will I use this energy dim
To make something begin?

Begin at the beginning, so they all say
So before I write, I pray
To my King, my Master
So I write slow, not faster

“Faster, Faster!” my mind says
I say “No way!”
I want to create what He wants
Not rubbish to flaunt

Flaunting my work isn’t good
It puts me in a awkward mood
So I write the way we want, my King and I
To share with you, by and by.

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