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.
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