Today’s prompt is to in fifty words or less, write a poem about why people speak. My poem today is therefore pretty short, and pretty ambiguous. But I’m pretty proud of the simile I made, so have a look at it 🙂 The poem is titled as ‘Rise’.
(Ps. It’s about something pretty deep, but is lighthearted as well.)
to overpower the weak
to place worry in hearts
because that’s what terrors are
why not speak
of love instead
and make people rise
just like yeast in bread?
(Photo taken from http://coolvibe.com/2010/rise/)