Poetry - is it worth to write?
The future is blacker than white ...
With it, I will not survive,
but words for me are so alive!
My poetry is not so respected,
from the magazines it was rejected!
I am thinking to write anymore,
must find something else to adore ...
All what it counts is just money ...
''Stop with it,'' says my Honey ...
My poetry, I guess, no one will miss!
He stoped to write: ''What a bliss!''
