My testimony is words,

Letters on my white sheets of paper.

The alphabet, A B C.

Ghosts that call from the past and present.

Memories faded into a dark doom right where they bloom.

The very hue of the sun and the winner of the lost war.

The solider and his gun.

Every little twirl and shake,

The things that put us to shame or a smile upon thy face.

Words of kisses and mistakes.

Retelling the story of the lost things.

The forgiven and the grudges,

everything that smudges the ink.

A B C,

the paper airplane flying.

A testimony of words the very retelling of this world and how it's seen behind these golden brown eyes.

My alphabet story.