National Poetry Month

April is national poetry month in the USA. I wrote a poem to celebrate. Actually, not really. I wrote the poem for a writing exercise. And it's not really a poem. More like a snippet of a poem. National poetry month is just an excuse to post it:

My life is never ending pain and fear.

"Don't worry" she cooed, "we will all die soon."

"What's soon," I said, "is it more than a year?"

"No one knows," she said, "why don't you ask the moon?"

But of course the moon cannot talk I thought,

So why did she say such a crazy thing?

Be good, work hard, I was always taught,

What a crock.