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.