Pen and paper intimidate the mind
taunting and teasing the most profound
of intellects and the most creative
What truths, what churning thoughts,
what dark mysteries, what brilliant
discoveries exist in the space separating
a poised pen from the paper below?
Blank paper cries out to the pen
Fill me, fill me!
Cover me with your wisdom
Reveal to me the deepest
darkest secrets of your soul
and write, write, WRITE!
so that others may be spared
the pain of your experiences!
Pen, it is your duty –
Do not hesitate!
Touch me, cover me with your ink!
Smear me with your thoughts!
Fill me up so that others
may read, read, READ!
and know, know, KNOW!
The pen touches the paper,
and the words, the thoughts,
the wisdom explode forth
with the force and fury
of a tidal wave
and the pen has lost control
Crazed, the pen jerks and scratches
across the paper spewing forth a torrent
of knowledge, wisdom and truth
smashing forever the void created
by prejudice and hate
Spent, the pen lies on the paper
and the cries have stopped
The paper is filled