blank
strange a new feeling
but it's not
it's too much
ideas come
ideas go
none stay for long
they all flee
pain
joy
happiness
sadness
haunt my mind
as they haunt the page
I can change minds
hold prisoners
cause conflict
even control death
with the symbol touch of the keys
anything can happen
the world only dreams of what comes on my page
there's no way the world is a
story
poem
novel
the world is too plain
but words create excitement
and new
reality is hurtful
and out of one's control
but words
contain endless possibility to their master
each word is a new slave to a growing empire
the dictionary holds the keys to endless power
but not the ability to open the door
that comes with creativity
you can't win a war with weapons alone
you need solders to wield the weapons
nor can you win a war with warriors alone
to control the world you need both vocabulary
weapons
and
creativity
fighters
welcome to a new world few can control
welcome to a war few can win
can you take up the challenge
are you courageous enough to try?
that is the question isn't it?
welcome