The Act of Writing
clickety clack, clickety clack
the sound of busy fingertips
pulling rhyme and meter of the rack
sailing of many a lyrical ship
out of the ether, and onto the page
grinding out eloquence
describing many an age
leaving nothing to suspense
telling tales of heroism and common place
human happenings
juxtaposition of each face
artist's duty to the gatherings
painting pictures of the human condition
war and famine
all from the edge of perdition
to Bob Marley Jammin'
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