
Words
Words, words
That drip from
The tip
Of my pen
Or the corner
Of my lip
Words, words
Spit out into the sky
They whiz, they buzz, they fly
Inherently imbibed
With power
For the hour
Into whence they have
Been sent
Sometimes careless,
Sometimes meant
To build or destroy
So be careful with those words
Those unkind or gracious pearls
Thrown like darts
Out from the heart
Let them pour
Another target to be scored
Do not allow our only world
To be killed
Rather let them always spill
Out joy’s true kindness!