Vernon Witmer Poet Prose Poetry

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We Will Write

We will write
For every thousand ton of ore 
There is a nugget,
And so we will write like miners, 
Breathing the dust of our darkness,
Filling our veins and lungs 
With the choke of our lives.
As words are milk to suckled piglets,
We write with starvation and hunger,
Hoping to balance inequities,
Satiate an endless thirst for peace.
Past lives will crash and updrafts of multitudes 
Will be born and born again.
Christians in a hurricane of rain aimed at 
the ruin of Roe v. Wade, 
And we will write.
Our Lantern is Hope, Our Plea a Silent Sea 
Of Restoration.
Through the mist of shallow ears, into
The Droning Deafness of Controversy
We will write.
Words that speak the language of Mind.
An Internal Braille that rolls over tongues 
With the coarseness and taste of strife
Luring all gentler souls to a softer life
We write in story, prose and poem
It does not matter if our words are never heard
Or read
From the moment we give them birth,
They are dead.
We also know that death is not an end
The line continues beneath the water
The lure is at the tip
It baits a new beginning
Something will end - something will begin
And we will write

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