Wait

Why is it always wait.

Great inspiration comes.

Oh, but wait. I gotta do this first.

An idea to write,
 to create,
to make.

But wait. 
Always wait.

Some task,
Some duty,
Something that cannot wait
Must be done first.

The doldrums of life
Filled with inspiration
Twisting in the head
Till the chores are done.

A great poem comes,
With urgency to write
Or lose it forever.
But they are still talking.

The time to finally create,
Overshadowed by expectations
And the doubt of others.
But they are still talking.

Is it socially awkward 
To just walk out
Or drift off in a 
In a desire to create?

Only if it pays the bills.
Creativity is a cute hobby
They say 
Unless it can feed you.

Creating is the power of God.
To bring something
From nothing
With a thought and a word

It has always been pressed
For time and money.
6 days to create and one to rest.
Your time for pennies.

Create anyway
Make it real
Live minimal
And fill the void with life.

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Bio: Chris Bunton is a writer, poet and blogger.

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