Ink
That gathered history
For the eyes
Ears and hearts
To judge
.
Generations pass
The ink to the next
And next
Simmering hearts
With anger
While creating hunger
To drop ink
Of blood
Into the next generation
.
Rolled on scrolls
To run it’s course
Like poison
Killing it’s prey
Like wild fire
On dry prairie
.
Well traveled
Is the Ink
That scratches wounds
Evokes violence
And
Encourages hate!
Susan McMillan
Rhythm In Life 
Awesome words inscribed for a pen that has helped all of us
May the Gospel overcome the persistent writings of hate.
Words have amazing power.
Thank you sis 💞
Excellent composition…well put…loved to read!!
Thank you very much 🙏