A Poem

Why do we write?

What drives one to pour it all out?

Gallons and gallons of thoughts

Showering down from the tip of the pen

The mightiest of all weapons

A simple thought makes a huge difference

Is that why we write?

To make a difference?

To bring change?

To save the world?

No , i don't suppose we start out that way

Some do end up saving the world though

But these are just thoughts

Well , Published thoughts if you may

So what actually saves people

Saves the world

Is what people infer themselves

And what we see in other things

Is what we are ourselves

So everyone is a hero of their own

A Saviour

Poets

They take something from their lives

Beat it into different shapes

Bend into amazing , simple , grand and sometimes cliched metaphors

And there it is , a poem

But why publish it?

Do they seek affirmation? Approval ?

Or recognition as the next great Socrates ?

No one can answer that answer honestly

Because no one knows

I certainly cannot answer that question 

When i say we

I included myself in the "select" group of writers and poets

But what makes us that?

What qualifies our lines as poems?

Honestly , it is just a simple term

Life is the greatest of all poems 

Having all emotions 

All the beautiful little metaphors one can imagine

So , Aren't we all poets?