Writers who use their talents
In the service of their King
Have so little say
In whether they write or not;
Thoughts begin to flow,
Words are set to go,
And inspiration must be attended to
Right then and there.
Those who do this gathering
Of ideas from above
Inhabit a universe they're in,
But all too often not of --
Beings who dwell apart.
You, world, are richer far
That these beings are
The way they are.
