Spoken werd, spoken wird, spoken wurd... Haven't ya' heard~ I am an innovator of the spoken word... My werds are like birthdays, anniversaries~ They come and they go... But each one's arrival~ Leaves you hungry for mo'! My werds... They flow sometimes, like water~ Unimpeded by neither sand nor rock... They are oftentimes timeless~ Like the seconds hand circling... The face of life's clock! My werds... Can capture moments in history~ With no need to stop! My wirds... Contain no preservatives~ Yet they never get stale... They are priceless,..like heirlooms~ Which is why, they are not 4 sale! My wirds... Are to be handed up~ From generation to generation... Like a griot's tale~ Furthering the tribe's education! My wurds... Spoken wurds, written wurds, read wurds,..heard wurds~ Haven't ya' heard... I am an innovator of the lexicon of wurds! My words... May they assist you~ In sitting back to relax... As I attempt to encompass with them~ Life's extreme's... GOD, birth, death, and sex~ Love, hate, and all of the... Grey areas in between! My words... When I am through~ Dropping them on ya'... When all's done and said~ I pray that you'll take at least a few... Of my words..home with you~ In your heart and in your head!! SAARONCROWELL (C)2001 all rights reserved *no matter how you spell it... until someone SPEAKS, READS, or HEARS them... unless they are turned into reality...they're just words! inspired by the GOSPEL according to SAINT JOHN BOOK OF REVELATIONS!