Words

My later night muse is keeping me company again.

Words.

Words have power…
…..and meaning….
……………..and substance.
And they beat with a pulse of their own.
Words can build…
……….and destroy….
………………and poison.
And they flow like a river that’s grown.
Words can fester…
……..and heal….
……………..and invigorate.
Giving life to a thing that should die.
Words can question…
………and answer…..
…………….and excuse.
And the only thing I can think of is….
Why?

Advertisements
This entry was posted in Uncategorized and tagged , , , , , . Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s