Words have power but have you forgotten

That power comes with a price?

You did not consider (that) as you wrought in

Trouble; with a pen, be wise.

You ruined us with that darned stylus,

T'was a damaging device.

Never again try to reconcile us

And listen to this advice:

You're intentions were pure but your heart leaked.

Lose this loophole called the pen.

If it is possible, don't ever speak

With the written word again.

Cut off contact, burn the stationary

Spill ink on the floor like blood!

The rules were reread, revise, be wary

Before someone cries a flood.

History before was moved by writers

But sometimes the righteous lose.

They've rallied revolutionary fighters,

It matters, the side you choose.

Words have power. What on earth have you done?

Thanks to you, we pay the price.

The pen's a dangerous tool, you wretched fool.

Will apologies suffice?