Writing Resources from Fifteen Minutes of Fiction

Chisel, Hammer, Stone

Each word I speak is like a sharpened blade,
A chisel set to cut the hardest stone.
And every deed performed, for ill or good,
Pounds out the rhythm of a hammer's blow.
And day by day, though I am unaware,
The chisel and the hammer never pause,
As letter follows letter, spelling out
The epitaph proclaiming who I was.

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