The Great Depression (pantoum)

Every poet has a specific target
what makes one keep on writing,
competing with other poets in challenges
Oh, there are contests every week

What makes one keep on writing,
what is the next subject to write about,
competing with other poets in challenges
One has to choose a particular form for a poem

What is the next subject to write about?
There are many things to write about
One has to choose a particular form for a poem
Using the same form makes it boring

There are many things to write about
Thank God there are many choices
The readers are here to show critiques
and the poet should not break the rules

Sometimes your poem is not commented
unless the reader gets his comment praised
and the poet should not break the rules
but praise only comments worth praised

Unless the reader gets his comment praised
therefore the poem is totally dead
thus has to rush or better write another poem
So, beyond our windows shines the actual world

Therefore the poem is totally dead
and the time paid for poet's work is considered wasted
So, beyond our windows shines the actual world
A great depression and frustration have prevailed

And the time paid for poet's work is considered wasted
No one even knows how it will end up
A great depression and frustration have prevailed
and we just have to wait till it is over

But still no one even knows how it will end up
and what you have to do is keep penning
and we just have to wait till it is over
or be blind all the time till you are done

For no one knows what'd be his fate