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Coronavirus Poem 14: The Struggles of a Writer

The Struggles of a Writer

By

Andrew Hawkins


The words stare at me.

No time.

The plot is drawn

The character arcs stare me down.


What shall I do?

What shall I do?

Should I stop and wait?

Should I stay and wait?


I am not that good.

I am trusting in God.

God will help.

I stare off in the distance and yelp.


The Words do not flow

I am feeling low

Because I do not know

Am I a good writer?

Should I be an entrepreneur?

 
 
 

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