What is happening to me
The god of words no longer speaks to me
My pot of ink no longer spill it's
Mystery for all to behold
The tip of my pen no longer roars
In fury of words
What is happening to me
Why can't I speak again for
I have gone dumb and my pen
No longer echoes in runes....
Even my tongue have grown numb
And ceased to produce words
For all to listen
What is happening to me
The creator of scribbled things no longer
Deemed me worthy....
To write the sacred scroll and bear the scared ink
What was my sin
What was my iniquity
What did I do to deserve this....
I gave my life for the cause
I sold my soul to you so that I may serve at your
Feet
What is happening to me
Why cast me down from the citadel
Of holies
Why take away the only gift I have
Since time inception
Was I not the purest of them all
Was I not your most favorite
Why do this to me, O maker of scribbled
Words
Did I not worship enough
Did I not offer sacrifice before the break of dawn
Why make my pen blunt
Why snuff out the brightness of my star.....
Tell me o great one
You told me you loved me
You comforted me when I needed help
You told me you will give me a gift like
No other
You told me you will make me a poet
You invited me the the firmaments and
Made me your scribe
You gave me a seat up in the sky.....
Only to have it all taken away in a twinkle of
An eye....
Why did you do this to me
Tell me, O great one
I need an answer for I know not
The sin which I committed
To deserve all this.....
Thanks for Reading....