I paint a picture in my poem
A portrait in my words
A name in my letters
A soul in my writings
I am a writer
I am my words
I am immortal
I am human
I control the pen
I dictate history
I know the future
I fear the present
With a flash of lead
I can make the bluest day grey
With a touch of key
I can create a sun in the middle of the night
But I cannot create
Who I am
My pen cannot hide
The image in my words
A candid picture for all to see
I paint a picture in my poem
A portrait in my words
A name in my letters
A soul in my writings
I am a writer
I am my words
I am immortal
I am me.