Saturday, November 14, 2009

If words could kill...they would

Pain is anything but mutually exclusive
The hand feels the leg; the leg the head
Sting leads back to the chest; to the heart

Life stories told through pictures
Worth a thousand little words
Pointed words that cut to the core

Some come from those we love
Other from those we've never met
But damage done is the same

Some are bold; most are not
Cowards are ignorant assailants
Hiding behind their cyber masks

The soul injured by repeated attacks
A breaking point ensues
Enough too much to tolerate

The world seen through collective eyes
Tained by the acts of a few
Without excision peace may not resume.

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