WORDS
Words
They can be bent and twisted and molded
Unique
to each and own's ear
They may offend the meek
But to unveil the truth is what they seek
They are an invisible force of thought, a beauty spot
On the face of civilization
They cannot quite, but can come near
to convey things such as
Love and hope and longing and despair
From conversations in the streets
To the hunt for the golden fleece, the kiss of peace,
To a little one's prayer
On they float and on they dance through times of war
And times of "take care"
Many shall say,
'Words are words,
Pear is to dare and bread is to lead, stare to multimillionare,
Who cares?'
These are a from of expression
They don't ask for attention
They humbly and indifferenty
Do their job, without worry of discretion
Words