The Novel
By Benj
A poor man sits to write a story Not of heroes, wars, or glory Not of hardship, pain, or worry Nothing bloody, nothing gory, Not of a loss, life or love Not of the skies or the clouds above Not of a player with a golden glove Not of the nature, wolf nor dove, Not of a night bitter and cold Not of a woman he'll never hold Not of a warrior strong and bold Not of the dice he too often rolled, For when he writes, he writes instead of all the thoughts left in his head all the dreams asleep in bed all the books he never read, When he's done he'll quietly go out the door, and into the snow holding a classic he'll never show A number one seller that no one will know.1997, Written October 15th, 2001 © on Oct 15 2001 02:50 PM PST 0 • 10
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