IN OUR WORLD.

Words worth saying
Are worth writing down,
And reciting forever
In front of a crowd.
Whose
Tales worth knowing
Are worth holding onto,
And retelling to people
Who don’t know they want them.
Whose
Voices worth hearing
Are worth memories,
And preserved for a future
Without enemies.
Whose
Faces worth touching
Are worth loosing sight for,
And recalled in those moments
In the middle of night fall.
Whose
Days worth seeing
Are worth capturing,
And releasing by morning
To grow once again.
Whose
Love worth feeling
Is worth everything,
And removed from the present
We are now entering.