News is fleeting, soon enough
Passing into the realm of myth.
Pen to paper, words made real.
Town crier proclaiming truths,
Forgotten once they leave his lips.
Posted where the world can see
Held up to public scrutiny
With iron and steel,
Until the wind changes,
Another scrap of news posted.

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Pen to paper, words made real…that stuck with me. It’s what we do every day isn’t it? Beautiful, beautiful piece!
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LOVE this: “Town crier proclaiming truths,
Forgotten once they leave his lips.”
very powerful all around piece
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