So, you want to be a poet
Through hard times
That brings the worst out of people
To keep you from falling into mediocrity
This is nowhere to be, my friend

Like a boat lost at sea
If you feel you don't have the speed
Or the wind by your side
Don't fret, and let the thunder gather first
Unlike many big ships, your sails might survive that storm

I have been on the ocean
When the sky stopped reflecting on the warm waters
On some days, I could see the deep bottom
Green, murky, ***** and unbeautified by the broken light
Refracted in that polluted water full of salinity

In those depths, you may lose breath
If you can unmask the truth, keep writing
When poetry sees you wait, it will not
It is not as patient as writer's block is
Can you bring some semblance of life
Knowing this