On the Same Page

By JA

When I read, I’m alive not dead

The words tell me so much I’ve read

On the page, I’ve met the other travelers

On the page, I’ve been to the favelas

On the page, I’ve felt heartbreak, elation, scorn

I read to learn, move on

When I read, I feel alive, not dread

When I read I know where to head

When I meet you on the page, I smile, nod head in acknowledgement

When I write I use plenty emotion

My words express whatever mood I’m in

I want you to understand my position, my thoughts

Hear me out let me in on this paper

My pen will talk

I write to tell you what’s inside

When I write, I feel, know I’m alive

When I write, you know my objections, you honor my war cries

When you meet me on the page, you also might smile

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