A Word
A word is but a thought unveiled
Be it written or spoken in tongue
A word can hold emotion's key
Be it whispered or softly sung
A word can inspire, If bled from the heart
Of sorrow's somber muse
A word can disturb, when eyes reveal
Malicious intent to abuse
A word is lost, when intent is forgotten
For a word is but letters connected
If the fate of a word is to fall to no ear
The world will be left unaffected
Copyright © Joe Inka | Year Posted 2005
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