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Has the Pen lost its Influence? As rulers once mighty, now fallen, routed Forgotten to time when power was knowledge and writer was King Words passed on, sent down from bygone days Preserved, not lost to mortalities reap Endowed in volume for subsequent erudition Significant statements, worthy of note, recorded to guide future leaders To change the course of history, to turn our page of understanding To shape, our views, our direction, our feelings To scribe defining moments of human triumph or aberration in histories pages of account Like a speech, spoken by a great man; His dream, to unite his people in a common struggle, now sealed in composition forever Now, unfortunately, forgotten, abandoned The world of today has lost its want for the force and pleasure of perusal The quill, once mightier than the sword; Now eclipsed by the torpid visual medium, languidly stealing any rite of progression or self development The people now lost in a void of inactivity, watch aimlessly into unread oblivion
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Sep 21, 2016
Sep 21, 2016 at 3:34 PM UTC
The Influence of the Pen
Has the Pen lost its Influence? As rulers once mighty, now fallen, routed Forgotten to time when power was knowledge and writer was King Words passed on, sent down from bygone days Preserved, not lost to mortalities reap Endowed in volume for subsequent erudition Significant statements, worthy of note, recorded to guide future leaders To change the course of history, to turn our page of understanding To shape, our views, our direction, our feelings To scribe defining moments of human triumph or aberration in histories pages of account Like a speech, spoken by a great man; His dream, to unite his people in a common struggle, now sealed in composition forever Now, unfortunately, forgotten, abandoned The world of today has lost its want for the force and pleasure of perusal The quill, once mightier than the sword; Now eclipsed by the torpid visual medium, languidly stealing any rite of progression or self development The people now lost in a void of inactivity, watch aimlessly into unread oblivion
The written word has been replaced by the visual medium!
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Sep 21, 2016
Sep 21, 2016 at 3:34 PM UTC
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