She writes new scribes
Every night in her sleep
With so many thoughts
Running through her mind
Who knows the time
Inspiration will strike?
During the sunlight of day
Or the darkness of night
Whenever it comes
Whatever it is
When the lines come together
It's time to get to business
As blood pumps from heart to veins
Simply keyed entries become titled compilations.
A mother by day,
Unscripted poet by night,
She will never forsake her
Written scribes in the night.
Kahala Lei
Blood Money Poets
copyright 2012
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