Illiterate Poem by Matthew Foor

Illiterate



Sorrow for those who cannot observe and interpret written word

Why sorrow?

Because words have so much power (if we let them) and can move the tallest of mountains.

They can inspire the uninspired and leave footprints where no others have gone.

Words can bring the deepest feelings to light and the brightest days to those who need one.

To read is to obtain knowledge and 'knowledge is power'

Words can add weight behind a fist;
all the while having the ability to replace that fist.
Some of the greatest battles have been won with the force of spoken word.

Written word has drawn out our civil liberties,
constructed our civil rights,

And empowered our minorities.

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