The Deadly History of Writing

Once upon a time we carved our words in stone
And broke the backs of slaves to erect
A few, monumental phrases.

For awhile we slaughtered sheep
Stole their skins and inked
Our thoughts on their hides.

Then we ground
Thousands of splinters to pulp
For mass fiction and the presses.

Now we power imaginary pages
By, so they say, burning remains
Of the prehistoric.

One day, I think
The worth of all of these words
Will be weighed.


2 thoughts on “The Deadly History of Writing

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s