The writer writes the story.
It inspires the poetry in the poet.
Who yells it atop the roofs and roads.
The people hear it and are shocked and some are inspired.
The father tells his wife, she tells her daughter.
Who tells her little brother.
He sleeps on it and dreams of it.
Years go by and the brother sleeps the dream away in prison.
The air is filled with the words.
On death row now, the inmate is asked,
"ANY LAST WORDS".
He narrates the story.
His little boy writes those last words down.
The writer,pauses and tears the paper and throws it away.
~Mithrandir
'And that's the thing about people who mean everything they say. They think everyone else does too.'
~Khaled Hosseini
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