This started as a thought I had a few months back... a line I had running through my mind. I wrote it down and Bree at Think Banned Thoughts made it into a poster for me.
This afternoon while I was waiting to have a catch up with Griffball, I attempted to finish the poem.
falling to the earth, scorched and twisted
they crumble blackened and sullied
words – feared, loved, hated
caught in the flames, fall; censored
to the ground, thick with the ashes of ideals
of men and women who chose to reveal
their innermost thoughts in paper and ink
never knowing they would cause the world to shrink
but now as books burn as autumn leaves,
nevermore holding the answers of the ages,
nor are journeys past found in the pages
the Winter of our ignorance arrives.
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