The Writer

By
Christopher J. Thomasson

I’m in the background,
The silent witness.
I’m the one
That everyone sees,
But no one remembers.
I watch your every move,
As if they were my own.
I curse your shortcomings,
And praise your accomplishments.
I point you to a destination,
And you willingly go.
I’m in your dreams,
I’m in your consciousness.
I’m madness, I’m goodness,
The protagonist, the insane.
My pen points the way,
My ink shows the story…
I am the writer,
Let me show you
My imagination…

The End

Copyright March 2001 by Christopher J. Thomasson