Stop Asking Why Do I Write?

Stop harassing me Stop asking me why do I write? I write for a myriad of reasons Too many children are hungry Too many of them are crying all the seasons All the time. it is the same bull, the same riot. Too many young men/women are underemployed Too many of them are being exploited They do not go to school, they‘re doing drugs They're sad and hurt, they do not get hugs Or kisses from loved ones. They are doing crimes They are on drugs, and they kill for dimes. Too many adults are living in despair They never had a decent education They are illiterate, they don't dare Dreaming of a better life, a better job They are under constant suspicion By the authorities, they get jabbed By the system, and their rights are violated On a daily basis. Slavery was abolished Along time ago. However, its remnants Live on like fire ants in the brain. Many people are hurt, many people are in pain They are the perpetual defendants They are harassed by the police And in court, they face grave injustice All the time. Do you still want to know Why I use my pen as a weapon To tell the truth and to disguise the faux? By the way, some folks want to go to heaven But they do not have the guts to make sacrifices Because they're coward and are full of vices. All writers and poets love humanity They want a better world without injustice Exploitation, corruption, disease, and malice They dream of a wonderful world of peace Of justice for all, and of love for all communities. Must I go on? Do you want more details? Give me more time, I will tell you more tales In the meantime, wake up, get up to speak out Get off your long tail before the blackout. Copyright © September 2017, Hebert Logerie, All rights reserved Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poems.