A Wordsmith reverently opens his paint box of words;
Expertly organized: color, texture, taste, sound, and sight;
To interlace appropriate names given motion by verbs;
Carefully align; hammer into shape; shine a favorable light;
On a treasured nugget of truth, a thought in safety girds,
The framework of culture; the very heart of nation’s might;
Wordsmiths find joy and purpose in high use of words.
A Wordsmith carelessly digs in search of a prurient word,
In disheveled box, looking for the right red and darkest black;
To scandalize, incite lust, create excitement, and be heard;
Red raw meat to draw them, in hopes of green bills in a stack!
Carefully places words in artful but base advertising blurb;
Hide death at the core; no care for society going off the track;
Purpose undermined by greed, joy is lost in truth deferred.
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A lot of this is going on right now. Purpose redefined for greed and truth is truly deferred.
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It’s been deferred for so long now that many have never heard it. In such a mindset, words become like the words of a sociopath with their value assigned by their usefulness for manipulation. It’s not a new problem but this seems to be ‘its’ day. Still, there is hope and we can’t give up.
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Hmm….some of these men and women are on the TV calling themselves preachers.
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I know…I guess…I really don’t pay attention to them but I see the result of some of their work…alterations to the foundations of true faith.
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Made me smile.
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Good.:0) The freedom of speech comes with a responsibility…
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So true! “What is it all for?” Is the question I find myself asking myself often. Stay true!
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For Him. The only way to stay true. I also, falter but He is always true. God bless and keep you, Jacob.
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Thank you.
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You’re welcome…keeping you in my prayers.
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