words of loves
that span the prose,
phrases from the heart
from the undying flame
but they are just that,words
written on paper.
promises and prophesies,
that riddle the antiquities,
ancient scroll to modern books;
all promise a better day'
but they are just that,words
written on paper.
so i'll not read the paper
nor will i read your letter
your message is in my bin
so are your poems,essays
because they are just that,words
written on blank paper.
what happened to strong works,
gone are the deeds of men.
children are bought pens
to write meaningless words.
lets be people of deeds,actions
for they are carved in stone
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