When people ask me
Why poetry
Why not pick a paying profession
Take hold this truth
That I'm laying on you
In which there is a valuable lesson
If you do what you like
You're going to find
Life holds treasure in wonder
Instead of the dough
Taking you out in its tow
And then pulling you under
When you're doing things
Think more the gifts they bring
And not money to be made
When people ask me
Why poetry
Do I really need to say