Writers by Franklin

​Writer’s club by the lake
Is it real or is it fake
And if it is for real what does it take
To become a writer on the lake
 
Do you need to lay your soul bare
Opening your mind and heart to hear
Even if it takes a year
To what’s really going on in there
 
Do you write what’s on your mind
Reaching out for the words to find
Be they ugly or kind
Both can leave you in a bind
 
Do you write what’s in your heart
Taking each word and putting them in your cart
Slowly pulling word for word apart
Trying, to put something together that’s funny or smart
 
With the dawn of a new day
You ask yourself what’s really in your paper tray
Something that will pay
Or something you just threw away
 
Words of sin
Words to win
Using a black, blue, or red pen
All of it seeming to get under your skin
 
In the end when everything seems to fit
And you’ve got your script
Feeling this ones a hit
Go head, submit your manuscript!