I Pity Those

I pity those who cannot write, Who go to bed and sleep at night, To live their lives without insight, It's true... I pity those... I pity those who cannot write, Who see the world in black and white, No coloured themes, so sweet, so bright, It's true... I pity those... I pity those who cannot write, Who never share some form of plight And in that sharing end their spite, It's true... I pity those... I pity those who cannot write, Who guard each secret as in fright, Close to their chests to hold them tight, It's true... I pity those... I pity those who cannot write, Who never have a fight to fight, No striving for the highest height, It's true... I pity those... I pity those who cannot write, Who seek to find no inner light, Who never learn the Saviour's might, Indeed, I pity those... Denis Martindale, copyright, September 2013.