Sorrow,
can be lonely.
Heartless, unkind,
Through tears and broken hearts it shows
In Pain, left behind
by this awful darkness,
Strength we can retrieve
In hearts and souls learning to heal
When old Sorrows we relieve.
Words
Lost in context,
defence Crumbles
In Misunderstood chaos,
Truth stumbles
In Spoken half truths, peril lies
In Language powerfully created to despise …
speak with care dear friend
For words can wound if they transcend
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