Why do I write, why do I talk,
About these things written with chalk,
I write them here, write them on the board,
I want to set free what has been stored,

I just wish to make them heard,
I wish that for my every word,
Is that just too much to ask?
Could you fullfill that simple task?

I want my thoughts just to be read,
To be read before I'm dead,
I want to express what I think,
Long before this ship will sink,

Oh I wonder, You right here,
What my poems made you feel.