"W" Words

“W” Words

It’s the “W” words that make me worry,

Those words that make my dreams scurry.

For they fill my day with apprehension,

And flood my nights with contemplation.

I learned of these words many years ago,

When a youthful life had me in tow.

From the morning until evening’s dying light,

I fought for all that I thought was right.

It’s the “W” words that assault me anew,

Each time I look or speak to some of you.

It’s the not knowing that severs the sinew,

No matter how hard I try to make things new.

It’s the “W” words that I have fought,

From the first hello making me distraught.

For some not to know the “W” words answers,

Turns their hopes and dreams into disasters.

It’s the “W” words that possess all the power,

To create worlds unending unattainable towers.

It’s the words that require some kind of response,

And a little less of people acting nonchalant.

For to tell a tale that will strike the right accord,

Takes fighting for answers with one’s soul out-poured.

But alas, it’s not to be so for this writer I’ve confessed,

For the answers I seek will never be addressed.

It’s the “W” words, why, who, what, when, and where,

That’s caused the author’s curiosity within me to flare.

It’s the journey of every character I’ve created,

To find the “W” words and the secrets some have hated.