A million words fall like rain,
and are heard all at once.
Its going to leave quite the stain,
the janitor grunts.
Falling letters playfully twirl,
crashing into sound.
Sound waves echo and swirl,
into the eardrums and pound.
Awakening the mind,
Heart is soon to follow.
Better to be kind,
then becoming holliw.
Empty words.
*S*