On bed; I laid
Still on bed; to mind a thought came
Thus it said;

"To express yourself is lame but to your writing their ears should come"

Happy i was for this thought
And out for an expert i sought
Rules and styles of writing he taught
And all the lessons i caught.

Now twas left for me to use the rules
By letting my mind so loose
To show the world i am of use
For this is what i choose.

I wrote my first piece
And my mind was so at peace
For the work was done with ease
And that was what i please.

Phase and phases
I took a step further on the track
Then I found myself in lack
Of thoughts and points
Sincerely I was blank.


I do not want to be a failure
For my thought is of zero nomenclature

I think i am in need of a favour
Oh! God
Please send me a saviour.


DAMMIE