Write.
Write my friend,write.
Write until your fingers bleed
And a few drops of blood gleam
On the blank pages of history.
Write.
Write until your pen bends
On the tipsy land
Of barren trees and forsaken geography.
Write.
Write until the scratch on paper
Is seen from the doors of heaven
And hell too.
Write.
Write till you write RIGHT.
Because that's what you want to;
You need to; you have to
And you write,
Until you are right.
