A Way to Communicate

Maybe it's the way we laugh,

Maybe it's the way we talk,

but in a way we always find

The way for life's communicate.


A risk is always more

when life wishes speak in publicate - 

for only ants dare shriek with horror

at the risk in sinking egos.


Yet when lead rushes onto paper,

A new life sparks GAME ON!

For life begins to speak ridicates

to teach of growing complicates.


Pouring lessons into dedicates

on wisdom in lasting times,

Wisdom such as suns will never rise

as fast as words of heart on hands and lead.








This poem is about: 
Our world


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