Instruments of Destruction

Bombs and bullets kill

But words wound

I could write a line that would would break your heart

I could put words down that would tear it apart

My sword is my poison pen

And it's spilling again

The words could break you down

Expose the smile that hides the frown

The lines could break your ego

With a mighty blow

To your precious confidence

Spiral you out of balance.

Bombs and bullets kill

But words wound

With no sound

Reviews

[Morpheus]

so correct in all respects. whether one on one or to a mass audience, words can destroy or create. nice work Jeff.

[A.A.Romanczuk]

Amazing! You have captured the essence of the power of words....striking...piercing the soul.....I truly enjoy this piece..

[A.A.Romanczuk]

Amazing! You have captured the essence of the power of words....striking...piercing the soul.....I truly enjoy this piece..

[Amber Betty Marie Child..]

this stuff underlines so much in life, true statement

[Greg Skura]

You have great skill with your words! I have one question why do we choose to hurt with words instead of accepting all whom we meet or know for their journey as we expect them to accept our journey?

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. it's a masterpiece ... in thought, composition and rendition ... words like these make the world do things differently ... else it's always about bombs and bullets ...

[AlieahRose]

THIS REALLY HAS ME THINKING...
I AM SPEECHLESS...
IT'S SO BLUNT...
I LOVE HOW YOU MADE THE STANZA'S EACH PROVE THEIR OWN POINT...
AWSOME...

[Dushyant Thadani]

I would rather agree to this poem and just say that the pain is shown well.
May the pen always be mightier than the sword.

[Hellslastwarrior]

Bombs and bullets kill

But words wound
what epic statement to make i think this is defently most intresting staement i have ever seen on writercafe!
Excelent!
Theo...

[Ashley]

wow i really like it, its something that i do not see everyday. its very enjoyable to read. good job.