Written Words


Written words
Flow on the page
In black ink
Curving the lines
To the words
We are too afraid to say
Too ashamed to admit,
Too worried of what
Will think of us;
What they with say,
After they read
Like a book
Sometimes words
Are the only kind of
That seem obtainable
In the circumstance at hand
Words help
Guide us
To the light
And show others the way
To peace,
To love,
To happiness,
While the rest of the world
Crumbles into darkness
Swaying the blind
Into a miserable society
That cannot be saved
Simply by words alone ~


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