W O R D S are eternal,

but we are not.

Pum-pum, pum-pum, pum-pum,

Hear that?

Heart-thrashing,

Head-pounding,

Adrenaline.

The pen carves final words

of a thousand at battle

into the parchment

of forever.

 

It tells of the things we cannot forget.

But more...

The things we don't want

to remember. 

 

Head-spinning,

Heart-turning,

Moments of raw humanity

at its finest.

 

All are encompassed

In the hurried, rushed

Uncomposed

Unthought-out

Most transparent moments.

 

Maybe our best work comes out

when we don't have to think. 

 

We just do.

 

Movie moments 

Of the downtown,

The small town,

The looking-over-your-shoulder,

The rushing for an unrevealed Reason.

 

But you know why.

 

You always know why.

 

And someday, they will too.

 

You'll be the one advocating

for the revolution

that no one can forget.

 

Because your time is coming.