Sunday, January 25, 2009

In words.

Today I march in words
I battle along your side.
I can shout out injustice,
cry you a poem and rewrite.

Today a sentence is going to be our chain.
It's made of words expressing pain.
As strong as the weakest link.
Always present but gone when I blink.

Today I should write a never ending book,
guiding people where to go and look.
Where to search and find
that single ray of light.

Today I'm everybodies yours.
Out of destiny, out of choice.
I erase myself and rebuild myself in you.
reincarnating, always new.

Today I'm just one word,
which one I leave to you.

1 comment:

  1. Very strange feeling... you put so good your moods into words, as if you melt and freeze again and again, can't describe it as good as you did... nice!