Why Create?

There is a point reached
Time
And time once again
When the gift becomes
Almost
An aching burden for freedom
Because there is a wonder
Why
The labor which cannot be
Deserted has nothing more to
Recommend
It continue to the wandering
Mind that wishes to whet its
Purpose
In a pool of sensations better
Suited to its voracious appetite
But
Realizes its sentence is born
In the flash of creativity
Without
Any more reason than words
Exist and hungry call for writing.

© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan

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