They never had to find time when they wanted to do something they loved.


I don’t dance because I need to

It’s breath for me, I just inhale like others do.

I don’t sketch because I have to

The pencil dances, I just hold it through.

I don’t run for a good body or a peaceful mind

My legs like to play in the woods, the grass is kind.

I don’t read because I want to

It’s blood that flows from veins, head to toe too.

I don’t write to showcase

Poetry peeps through me eyes and expresses on my face.

Don’t do it, if you have to

It will happen if it has to.


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