STICKS AND STONES
Words are deadly weapons
with a power of their own
meant to kill the spirit
and tear into the soul...
an insidious poison frozen
in time and space
a wound that bleeds again
with each memory
and each new cruelty
that violates the sense of Self
and the essence that defines
our uniqueness and betrays
our vulnerability
Comments
Joe
Well said young man, words are much sharper than a sword, and can cut deeper, there the wound never heals.
It is good to read so many from you but pace yourself there is lots to do,
Yours Ian ..
Thanks, Ian I am writing as
Thanks, Ian I am writing as the words come. Want to write to keep mind sharp.
joe
Thanks for commenting. you are one of the few who lifts my poems out of the realm of mediocrity.