Tuesday, September 16, 2014

Fifteen Hundred Words

Something inside us compels us, pushes us through life.
When the demons emerge, late at night, hidden behind the glow of a screen,
Then we have to watch out.
The masks are pulled on easily, taken off just as quick.
Fifteen hundred words on a page, if I could turn them into dollars I'd be set.
A dollar for a word, a penny for my thoughts,
I'm standing up now.
Why ask why?
Why ask why not?
Take a stand when you can,
Take a stand when you want.
The end result, a change, will be better,
More valuable,
More precious,
Than any safe silence could have ever been.