“My Written Paradox”
If books were more vital than authors, no literature would exist.
A page was made from life.
Ongoing sections had proven the volume into matter with truth concerned.
Life became the partial source for reading and writing.
Eternity got fixed and shaken along the lines, above the lines.
Pedantic scholars believed that writing wasn’t language.
They didn’t speak the word- they wanted the word and ignored authors.
Societies fell by misuse of understanding.
Cultures grew from bias, disposition, and turmoil.
Nobody just knew where to begin.
And, writers received merits of honor depending on victims of circumstance.
Books transformed new life out of status for light productions.
Dusting off the cover revealed light under the surface of forgotten trances.
Variety in words shook the mass until generations passed into modern life.
Forces varied, barriers redeemed, and dreams coated life.
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