We write to write We write to delight In all the sounds and sights To kiss sorrow’s crimson lips To hug joy around its’ hips To equip ourselves or others With what they need To seed the world With what we believe Or how we perceive
When it’s just for us We do it to release
When it’s for everyone to see We do it to connect To dissect the wall we erected Announce to the world that we were present Why do we write Why do I write Why does anyone write Who knows for sure