How many words can you stomach?

How many words can you count?

Which words make your heart ache?

And which words are paramount?

Are there words that shed tears?

Or last the test of time for years?

Is it their order or is it their sense

That does away will falsehood and pretense?

And if you say them in a true tone

Without a shriek or moan

Can you command silence with steady gaze

Looking past the stares, lost in a haze?

Standing there still like a tree on a hill

With only time to save and kill?

Which words rise up from the earth?

From the place that shares value and worth

Can feel the tone from within?

Where all magic does begin

In a circle it does grow

Starting from your little toe

Make each word count with each breath

Until the day you meet death.