I like words a lot more than numbers.
I feel at home in words.
I can taste, smell, and feel words.
Numbers, they never tell me the whole story.
4.6 million Syrian refugees
11.3% of the world's population hungry
244 schools damaged in Palestine
38.8% -Trumps wins primary in Illinois
2 am. 3 am.
See, Only words can capture infinity.
Only words can explain fear.
Only words can pronounce hope.
Only words can be powerful, even when they're not there.
Numbers they, tell of what's present.
Of what meets the eye. Of what can be multiplied. And subtracted.
Of what can be defined.
Numbers, they label.
Blood pressure 120/80
Heart rate 95
But he feels dead, inside.
7 doctor visits. 12 stitches.
But she's grateful, for another day.
Words, they have this ability.
To capture what's on the mind.
To release what's in the heart.
To enrich what's in the soul.
They tell of stories untold.
And of generations long ago.
They turn on candles in the dark.
They form prayers out of tears.
Numbers and words they, work together sometimes.
They paint with different strokes. And speak different tales.
But words, they remain permanent.
Even after numbers lose their count.
And if you were to count God's favors, you would never be able to number them.
For numbers cannot grasp, the amount of blessings that, pour and pour into our lives.
The amount of times we are given second chances.
The amount of times that we breathe.
Inhales. Exhales. Sighs and Reliefs.
Numbers will tell you how many. Words will tell you who. Numbers will tell you if you passed. Words will remind you, you are more than that.
Numbers will say it's 5 words total.
Words will say: You Can Change The World
Numbers will say, that's not accurate.
Words will say, read between the lines.
