I am not a poet
More a hack
Limited vocabulary
Rhyme I choose
Don\'t know a prose from a muse.
How did I get here?
Had thoughts in my head
Hours of explaining
Boring others to death.
I needed to summarise
A gift I had found
A platform for poetry
A voice in the crowd.
It\'s hard to catch
These swirling words
I know His glory goes on forever
If I catch a little
I have now found a tether.
To all my friends I do not know
To a special breed
May wisdom flow.