Them Critics Poem by kinuthia david

Listen to me,
you script-writer
there's not even a single script,
not a stanza nor a line,
of your so called script,
that I've not read, but same,
they are all the same,
you, like the lot of them, bring the same;
a little funny, little emotion, it's a shame,
-you lack the elements
the same elements,
that those before you lacked,
you are like them all,
they were good though,
too good for men to comprehend,
but the same problem, same elements,
do you know the elements?
no you don't; you couldn't
you are a script-writer, I am the critic;
I know these things,
want to know these element
aah i have your attention now,
but i won't tell you,
I'd run out of my job,
and i love criticizing.(Evil Laugh)