If I said I disliked words
Would you try to understand?
Just like you dislike numbers
Maybe that’s the master plan.
But I’m consigned to write
Whilst you were trained to fight.
To be similar would be quite bland.
See I don’t dislike words
In the context you may think.
I’ve danced with them all
In the pools of Sophie’s sink.
Stories twirl inside my brain
Bringing my mind to the brink.
Yelling, ‘tell someone besides yourself’.
And then I start to shrink.
Whispers or yells
Which one do you answer?
Guidance is there
Just look for the lanterns.
A sip from Wisdom’s Cup
We’ll get there faster.
It’s only ourself
We came here to master.
~Ruby L.S.~