If Only Poem by Caitlin Taylor

I wish I was a poet.

My thoughts flowing out of my pen like a river so magnificent,
And my words so beautifully meshed together in significance.

But they won't because I am not a poet.

My thoughts are erratic
And my words are flustered.

They clash on my page, igniting my being in flames of fury.
A bloody scene of hate and miser, where there should be peace and understanding.

I want to beam illuminating insight,
I want to spread peace in its buttery mellowness,
I want to inspire hope in one stifled flicker, against society's cruel intentions,
I want to relieve just one tear from a lonesome cheek,
I want to save a life.

I want to be a poet.