Has yet to come.
To me, myself
The chosen one.
Chosen by the
Brotherhood of word.
To put pen to pad
And see what knowledge
Awaits me at the pads end.
So I write and write
Of things that cannot
Be heard,
Or seen or spoken.
Because they are just
A jargon of words.
The age of knowledge,
Has yet to come.
To me, myself
The chosen one.
Richard