Words have never felt so heavy
Only shapes on a page
Only sounds on the lips
Yet capable of commanding
A thousand ships
Words have the power
To free the mind
To enslave it as well
“Only if” are words heard
In our personal hell
Words will serve their master
As long as they are needed
As long as they are fed
To keep on repeating
Long after the conjurer is dead
Words tell the stories
For the hero, the lover
For the villain, the thief
As long as we have struggle
We will have a need for grief
With words comes a charge
To say only what is kind
To speak only the truth
For the lies of our own
We must carefully sleuth
Words are here to make you see
How wonderfully confusing words can be
How majestically inspiring words can sound
To whom would words matter
If no one was around?
Words carefully spoken
Are the difference between love and hate
Are the reason for all that is good
How will you use words to shape
The world as only you could?
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