Have I forgotten to rhyme?

Have I forgotten to rhyme..

A shameless crime

Do I only write

For the twitter followers

Do I only vent

On the internet

Am I always conscious of the number of likes

Of the hits on my blog?

Have I forgotten

That audience called the little lines on my notepad

The cheer-leading adrenaline in my mind

The pen, the prose

The emotional overdose..

The secret lines

clandestine

the scribbles, the doodles..

the chipped corners of my crayons

the unopened box of acrylic paint

the unwritten rustic paper pad

bought from the hinterland of a small town ..

am I a slave to the laptop..

or a corporate shark..

with a lost cause

chasing the effigy of an effie

and hunting the lions..

the business class seat

am I a beast

no, I haven’t forgotten to rhyme..

I still have time..

Still own a fresh notebook..

A pencil that needs sharpening

A head that needs clearing

In a city that needs space

In a country that needs a cause

Fleeing men that need a chase

Trying hard not to think of

The mom with a multitude of faith

And the father who will never give up;

And toss in bed till he finds another way to support

A drowning ship

That on the surface

Looks gigantic and charming..

Not shivering in the cold

In the Bermuda triangle of hope..

Trying to find a way back home

Home, where is home.. ?

Home?