The Job of Writing??

The Joy of Writing??

Hammering on the keyboard, my fingers seem so fast.

But when I finally finish I find I am still last.

Hurry for the finish, hurry for the door.

When I think its over, it ends up there is more.

The deadline never equalled the ending is not right.

Hammer, hammer, hammer on through the endless night.

These words flow like a river, the levees breached I fear.

The purpose of this flooding never seems to come quite clear.

The briefest sleep, and back I rush.

The flowing words seek my life to crush.

Get it out, and put it down, there is no time to go to town.

Writing, writing, in a rush, the words they scream their silent sound.

Oh no, I dare not stop the flow nor even take the time to go.

Here I sit so tired in this chair.

I try so hard my soul to bare.

Burning, burning, I must say my piece.

Wondering what it means, to say the least.

Questions, answers, thoughts that gleam.

Oh, this writing can be so mean.

Damn that promise, so said in jest.

I will do it, and I’ll be the best.

The life I spent, with no cares, so free.

Why must I now sit, why can’t I flee?

It can not be important, what the hell can I do?

Just because the words I write, are clearly, oh, so true.

They will not listen, they will not care.

Oh hell, I am not sure they are even there.

The fools, the jester ,the clowns of court.

The venal lawyers, those king’s of tort.

The hate, the greed, wanting so much more than they need.

While they watch, they let them die, those lost souls that we can’t feed.

I am too late, they will not change, they keep on killing, and we all pay.

Let me end it, let me say, I know for a fact, there is a better way.

Another word, another day, the years they pass, and I hammer away.

Futile echoes, the futile fight, but I gave my word so on I write.

My fingers tap out all thats right, my fingers scream their tapping sigh.

Then I slide, so gentle, into that night, the hand of God beckons, and then I die.

Finally I smile, and I seek my place.

His words bring that smile, as I end the race.

“Well, you kept your word, and you did try, so come on in, cause you didn’t lie.”