The parting of a mouth,
A word is born.
Some stay round for years,
Others vanish in a blink of an eye.
They all lie in a void,
Waiting to be born.
Some have a sense of importance,
The because's and the and's,
They cast away the small words,
Pushing them deeper into the void,
Vanishing them from the world.
These words live alone,
Waiting for someone to notice them,
They beg and they plead,
For someone far above,
To call them away from the void.
One special word has been waiting for years,
She hopes and she prays,
But still no salvation comes.
Until one day,
When one college proffesor ushers her name.
Ameliorate, he calls,
Loud and clear.
The word is brought forth,
Into the light of the world,
Excited for the next flick of a hand,
Parting of a mouth,
In which she will be born
This is very nicely written, very poetic! Nice job!
ReplyDeleteThis was amazingly written! Where did you get the idea for this?
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