Pages Poem by Kelvin Owusu

Pages rewrite history
Some burn in silence
Lies replace truth of mysteries
Erased with violence

On opposite ends
Both equal in value
One being the house of trends
While at times the other is treated
Like a worthless statue

Words being their access
Their mouths being the door
Their tongues being the handle
Gets cut off and thrown to the floor

On their last legs, accessorizing a noose
Scholars, prophets, preachers and truth seekers
End, humming the blues
The moment we become a victim of our fears
Is the very moment the devil appears