Do not sigh waiting for the words to come
the soft words the weighty words and the hard,    
but take up your pen go and search for some,    
    
These rhymes are not hard, your brain is not numb,    
and by musing your work may well be marred,    
do not sigh waiting for the words to come,    
    
The words are there this is your mother's tongue
your brain it will not shatter into shards,    
but take up your pen go and search for some,    
    
Take your thoughts, weave and spin your song, till sung    
for there are no words from which you are barred    
do not sigh waiting for the words to come,    
    
A lazy pen will never get work done    
from idleness, you must be on your guard,    
but take up your pen, go and search for some    
    
Get out from under boredoms heavy thumb  
and if needs be invent words, like the bard,    
do not sigh waiting for the words to come  
but take up your pen go and search for some.