Writer Made; poem

Writer Made

Through trial and error; mostly error,

Learned a lot about myself; more about the world

Through writing, I’ve travelled everywhere

Visited new lands, if only in my mind

And I’m the bravest, when seated safely at my desk

I’m super powerful as a type on the keys,

Believe me, me you don’t want to cross!

I’ll imagine a scenario that you won’t like at all

As long as I have my keyboard to hide behind,

I have the upper hand, I hold all the cards

If only real life worked that way,

But alas; tisn’t so!