Pen-ology

My pen gives me freedom to relax
only when I can except for when I’m
flustered.
When I’m mad my pen let’s me vent all
frustration.
My pen forgives me when I really messed up.
My pen justifies my thug when I can’t through
brain flow.
It allows freedom to society.
I can’t see when my pen is down.
Like for rhyme, I write.
Like for sure I write.
Like for Malcolm I write.
Like for God I write.
Not that Malcolm comes first, but I still dispute with my pen.
My pen let’s multiple situations be handled at once.
I write for me being mad at the world.
Or being in love with a girl.
I, through the dark ages for understanding till the ink runs out.
I hate to give up.

(c) 2004 by Donald Grayson