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A poem about why we, or at least I, write

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A picture paints a thousand words but

A word can paint a thousand pictures.

A sentence can inspire a million minds,

A paragraph can create a nation,

Can start a riot,

Define a generation or

End a war.

 

What, then, should we do

With a page of inspired prose?

The power it holds is absolute,

The power of gods untold.

And yet we all each day,

Read within our lives

The words that shall some day carry

The heart behind our eyes.

Into a future unimagined

We are all tick-tocked towards

And all that shall be left

Is a few, well chosen, words.

 

Author's Note

Foro is the Old English word for the forwards

Reviews

[C.L. Wilson]

Brilliant. Not many from my generation realizes the powers of words. As far as style goes, I liked "tick-tocked"

You should read this poem I read the other day. It goes along the lines of revolution really well.

http://www.writerscafe.org/writing/Jedi%20Ghost/312157/