The Speech And The Pen

When everything else are to be spoken

Speak everything for Truth's loyalty

For our maws are truthful to speak enough

Condemn but the maws if speech is insincere

How we utter for the betterment of the world

How we enunciate legacies of Man's wonder

Is not Actuality, it may be seldom

As we're wrong too from the mind firsthand

If speech isn't sufficient for Contentment

Or our mouths can't tell all things animate and inanimate

We have wonders in ourselves we use daily

These are the hands to perform fingers of principles

Our hands we take advantage of many deeds

Is the answer for our tongues to be stopped?

But to change its usage is far better

For writing is most loyal to Wisdom's lovers

Every stroke and grace is a wink of Truth

In style of lines that exclaim matters

Expressing all of Candor's arms nothing else

While its arms grasp all real in the mind

Every real and unreal is truth to writing

its strength so boundless it animates the Illusory

Factual to every written symbol or word

Quills and pens the laces that bind Fiction to Truth

What a force our sharp tongues vociferate to threat

When it only takes compositions to exude every passion

We write to manifest every bit of our soul

For being human is the ink why we can write

Softly spoken are words in this world to be ideal

But the might of pen will always be glorious

Writing World's wails are forever weighty

Yet too voiceless to suppress its magnificence

Man tried to weave the kinship between speeches and scripts

Between intelligent orifices and plumes 

Thus far endeavoring is not the key

'Cause their gaps are being larger as we strive to tie

Seeing that there are always two things to ponder

Twofold idealisms left to be contemplated

One constantly better, the other perpetually inferior

For all time unequal, the speeches and the scripts

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Note: For the inspiration of every time I encounter occasions  that throw me two things to choose or to ponder, necessarily or not.

     Just expressing, as what all wants to do :)