Let us All be Creators!

I think inside of everyone
Is a poem waiting patiently.
It may not be a work of art,
But it should express sufficiently
The thoughts and feelings of the one
Who wrote the bloody thing.

In fact, it may not be a poem,
But rather it could be a film.
Perhaps the one in question here
Loves cooking clay inside a kiln.
And from the fire beauty comes;
It is beautiful to him.

The message that I'd like to share
Through these quickly written words,
Is a message of encouraging
To those with inclinations towards
Creating things where nothing was,
But maybe think they're bored.

Get up! Get doing! Get it done!
I say you ought at least to try.
Though you may not have a gift,
You've probably got more than I.
And if you haven't, nothing lost,
Just go ahead and lie.

We'll all pretend it went okay
And you're a great artist.
The benefit's not in the art
(I think you get the gist.)
It's in the time you spent to try,
The time you haven't missed.