Samstag, Februar 24, 2007

WORDS I

WORDS ARE STROKES ON CANVAS
ARE NOTES IN MUSIC
ARE SHAPES IN OBJECTS
ARE BLOOD IN PEOPLE

WORDS CAN BE SHARP
AS SHARP AS RAZORS
CUT DEEPER THAN A FAST STAB
AND A STABBED SKIN IS A MIND FILLED WITH TRUE THOUGHTS
WRITTEN THOUGHTS RHIMING ON A CHEAP BAR NAPKIN
NAPKIN PLACED ON A DIRTY MAN'S LAP

WORDS CAN BE POWERFUL AND PAINFUL TOO

CAN HIT HARDER THAN A PUNCH
FISTED PUNCH OF DRUNK WANDERERS
WORDS CAN KILL
CAN MURDER LOVERS AT DAWN
CAN HURT AS BAD AS DEADLY SHOT GUNS
ALL BECAUSE OF THE EVIL THAT LIES IN EVERYONE
AND IT IS KEPT INSIDE

THAT EVIL THOUGHT WHICH CAN'T BE HIDDEN
CAN'T BE DISGUISED

WORDS CAN BE SPIT
CAN BE SAID AS IT WOULD WEIGH TONS
OFFEND THE SPINAL CHORD OF A PURE LISTENER
WORDS ARE MEANT TO DESTROY WHEN ONLY USED THAT WAY...

by Laila Chris

1 Kommentar:

Bamboo Rose hat gesagt…

I can relate. I am sometimes the culprit. The person using the word weapons. The wounds words inflict take much longer to heal than a cut with a knife. I also know that words can be a balm. They can soothe and heal and love.

I'm enjoying your writing. I know I will be back to continue reading.