Words Are Better

They say that a gold string should run through

So that they can see

So that they can understand

They say that paragraphs and sentences should align

Brief with so much precision

They say that details are great

But with twitter everyone wants point

What to do?

What are things we should now do?

So here’s the thing

I’m thinking of the so many great books I have read

I’m thinking the several great words that were said

Often they weren’t precise

And they were not twitter size

I’m thinking of the study of great men

And the spectacular lives they led

Precision may not have been far fetched

But comprehension may demand the code stretch

I think of Da Vinci

I think of Dan Brown

Of Adiche

And the tales of Madiba’s town

I think of secrets waiting to be found

Of words that will forever be unknown

Then I return to think of tweets

Of my phone, and my wrongly spelled verbal bits

I want more than that

I want more than a tweet

I want you to write a sullen letter

 A lengthy love chocolaty grit

I want you to write to my mind

To write on my paper

I need you to read to me

So that your voice and lip colour I’d remember

You can tweet me every now and then if you want

But I’ll still look forward to your letter

Tweets and bits are cute and new

Well written words will always be better.