Writer,please don't write!

What to write,
What to feel,
The head is there,
Yet I kneel.
To write about birds,
To write about beasts.
To write about followers,
To write about priests.
What to write,
When thoughts collapse.
The symphony of crowd,
The solitude in lapse.
Writing hit a wall,
Smeared with graffiti all over.
Go back to work,
Embrace your cubicle.
I seem to stumble,
On the path of great virtue.
Hitting a writer's block,
I dribble really out of the blue.
What to write,
What to feel.
Hovering on the edge,
Praying for a deal.