What is a life with out words,
Words are everything,
Without words how do we communicate?
Even they talk; the birds,
They have a nice ring,
Words decipher at a fast rate,
I was first persuaded by Nick,
Who said even men could do it,
So I picked up a pen; and bam,
I wrote the deepest poems,
In school I grew up on poems,
So I knew them well,
Then last year I learned free verse,
So I explored it,
Now that's all I write,
And now look where it's got me,
So why do I write?
I just do.