Words Poem by Trinidad Villafranca

Words are always moving
never stopping to catch a breath.

Surronding us in movment and beat.
When the words collide great things can happen.
But if ever they were to stop what would happen to this wold what would happen to us as poets.

The words are what keep me alive they are in the air we breath.
My words will end i dont know when I just know they will.
but for now my words will continue.
Never stoppping.
My words your words.

We all have words how we choose to use them now thats another story.