Oh, lazy poets, hear my plea,
Your words are the light we need to see,
To lift our spirits, to ease our pain,
To make us feel alive again.
Why do you hold back, why do you fear,
The power of your words, so crystal clear?
For in your poetry, we find our voice,
In your verses, we find our choice.
Your pen can move mountains, and part the seas,
Your words can break chains, and set us free,
Your poetry can heal, and mend our wounds,
Your art can transform, and change our moods.
So why do you hesitate, why do you wait,
To let your words flow, and create?
Pick up your pen, and let it dance,
Write about life, love, and romance.
Let your verses be a symphony,
Let your rhymes be a melody,
Let your stanzas be a harmony,
Let your poetry be your legacy.
For in your words, we find solace,
In your lines, we find our purpose,
In your poetry, we find our truth,
In your art, we find our youth.
So poets, I implore you to write,
For your talent is a gift, so bright,
Don't let it go to waste, don't let it die,
Pick up your pen, and let your poetry fly.
©Otieno Elvis Gikoi
THE ELO’S🇰🇪
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