The Writer’s Lament

The Writer’s Lament

We are authors and poets

And we have all done it

Over and over again

Without learning our lesson

Coming up with an idea

When we sleep

When we eat

Or when we sit on the toilet

Then mere seconds later

We try to write our masterpiece

And the words are gone

The idea died in the shortest of time

Now, we live with pen and paper

A notebook

A store receipt

Anything we can write upon

We write our words down

Or maybe we just write a code

Anything to remind us of what we want to say

Then and only then we sit at our screens

And we write

That is our lives

Writing once and then again

Just to make sure our words are not lost