A WORD’S WORTH
A story, a tale, a life.
Your word- a story;
Your worth in life.
In words we trust
For money is words;
Money: our worth.
It’s neither in the flow of lyres
Nor velvet vocodes of songs
What matters to you breathes the stick,
In matters- more important than ears you pique.
Silence is a poem told-
In the muteness of children
Whose voices are only hope
Whose wish are suppressed
In the craft of the lines you speak.
Soothe not, the itch of the ear.
Let your lyre be pain;
Let this song strum
Rivers of tears from depths.
For the heart emotes better over the grief
In your songs- a story begging to be told.
Tell no more- tales of suit;
Stories that sluice the mind
Over glasses of coffee or wine.
Switch the applause and bravado songs
For sighs, slouches and chants
Which re-awakens the mind to stir it’s course
To your tale- a life begging to be known.