Walls:
Inspiration struck
I got up and wrote words on a cluttered wall today
I thought they would do something, but the wall is unseen
As the world passes by it sighs, decays and passes away
But I think the wall spoke the loudest, I mean
I think the action spoke the loudest to me
Today inspiration struck
I got up
The words fought back
I was a hack
Inspiration and ideas were hailed
Communication prevailed
I think the action spoke the loudest to me
Right next to me whispering, "have no fear"
In the form of thoughts and words you can't see
Drifting untouched in and out of my ear
I will learn to listen to my wall
















Comments
The wall, and the action...the essence, and what you do with it?
Deserves some more thought me thinks. (on my end)
Great! Always enjoy your works.
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