Words

Words are my respite. Words are my go to

I hide behind words. Words concoct a cocky brew

 

When feelings are bottled up emotions accrue

Words can give vent to those moods turning blue

 

When truth has to be disguised listeners are few

Words chosen carefully have the ability to ring true

 

When philosophy has to be shared action is due

Words evoke the war cry to give you the cue

 

When passions go twisted and texts tangle up too

Words still impact their silence speaks a language new

 

When we appeal to our Gods to solve each tiny little issue

Words augment the power of prayers as you kneel and woo

 

When arguments disrupt relationships all we need are two

Words to do the trick a genuine sorry and a sincere thank you