
All my efforts crumble at
The touch of my hand,
Everything I've ever set
My mind to has
Failed within my sight but
My words have stuck with me.
I’m better on paper than what I could
Ever speak, for my words are spoken
Onto paper.
You can’t begin to imagine what
It’s taken to get this far, I do not quit and
I do not give up in quick time.
But instead I push on because the power
Is not in spoken words.
I’m better on paper than what I could
Ever speak, for my words are spoken
Onto paper.
Every stone I could ever walk upon
Leaves a mark from my tread.
As I tread carefully upon every decision
I have had to make. As my ability keeps
on shining like a light, it has submerged me
Like water all within my mind.
I’m better on paper than what I could
Ever speak, for my words are spoken
Onto paper.
When I’m dead you’ll read the best of me,
In a land that came before me and might
End after me. It’s these words which might
Remain forever cherished by a nation which
Failed to acknowledge me.
I’m better on paper than what I could
Ever speak, for my words are spoken
Onto paper.
Copyright John Preston Writings
Taken From My Next Unreleased Book
Words Of A Poet.
About the Creator
John Preston
I am an Australian Poet/ Writer who has been writing for 19 years and have self-published 7 books to date. In write about realities we may or have faced after living a difficult life myself. It's my hope People will be inspired by my work.

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