Literature mends the gap between those with knowledge and those without 

It is a fairytale for the scholar, and a reality to ones who doubt 

A people lacking the written word leave only black and white

a picture left uncolored, an empty, starless night 

So it is that the heirs of this enterprise, the artists of thought, are entrusted to carry on

words that inspire imagination and arouse passion, rolling from pen to paper like song 

The responsibilty weighs heavy on my hand, to continue the legacy of words gone by

But I recall the gentle dancing of ink on parchment, and my heart remembers why 

I find that life casts stones, as if talent it wants to mock 

but I revel in this empowering thought: Paper always beats rock.