Written Word

Scribbled on napkins, wall, and hands,

Words may be spread throughout the land. 

Searching for phrases correctly in time,

The sudden realization that they rhyme. 

Finding what you are all about,

Finding the words to get it out.

With one voice I am weak,

Stuttering, slipping, outlooks bleak.

With two hand I am strong,

With pen on paper, I belong.