Why I Write
Why do I write?
Is it to tell my story?
Or to reveal the story of another?
I write to show the fantasy
And the writing on the walls
The stories of the bloodstained hands
And the bullets flying through castle walls
I write to show the truth
And see through murky lies
Recalling the horrors of a war
And the bullets that grazed my head.
The collapse of the U.S and the U.S.S.R. alike
The fall of the Berlin Wall to the great Stock Market Crash
And even the plague and famine
That spread across all lands.
I write to show the story
Of the conquered and the desolate
The stories of the many
While I live on through them
Or to reveal the story of another?
I write to show the fantasy
And the writing on the walls
The stories of the bloodstained hands
And the bullets flying through castle walls
I write to show the truth
And see through murky lies
Recalling the horrors of a war
And the bullets that grazed my head.
The collapse of the U.S and the U.S.S.R. alike
The fall of the Berlin Wall to the great Stock Market Crash
And even the plague and famine
That spread across all lands.
I write to show the story
Of the conquered and the desolate
The stories of the many
While I live on through them
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