Criticism of a Writer

Put down that pen.

Pick up a skill that requires you to till

Mow, sew, make, and maybe weave.

Pens do nothing put spread disease,

Disease to the mind

Telling stories and telling lies

Sharing ideas, and opening minds.

We’re trying to build a kingdom, we do not have the time

Work hard until fatigued

Pens are for the weak

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â—„ Leaving Home

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