I welcome you all on board
to my world of words.
In this ward,
words are sharper than all legendary swords:
an artillery that will behead all wars.
A gentle olive oil,
an antidote poured on our minds when it boils.
Join me in this ward,
as my words persuade your mild minds on a tour
pass the profound of the sea where Goliath wales sail,
pass the Kilimanjaros in the seas,
to the bottom of our sod.
And to the roof of our world
where word rip naked our world,
peel it flesh,
revealing its naked skeleton.
Our shy naked world
where word stand the visible pillars of our sky
as God effortlessly tuck the visible flying arms of our sky
into the top hills of the seas
demonstrating his being 'A GOD OF WORD'.
Our shy natural world in a slow swirl,
charmed by God's magical spell.
A creature of habit,
an addict,
a convict trapped in depth water
by the power of word.
BE! he say.
using word,
a magical wand in his hand
that command sand from our land
to mold the bricks that brand
the walls of our world.
