All I Have Is My Words

They say; a word is just a word, but I think writers know better. To a writer letters and words are a gift given to us, so that we can make sense of the senseless. With them we are able to create great stories; stories of love, hate, desire, fear, life and of so much more. If a word is just a word, how come they are so important to us? How come they do hurt us? How come they do sooth us? How come they do make somewhat of a difference? With the following collection of poems I hope that you too, dear reader will question the saying; a word is just a word, for it is not just a word is it?

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4. Angelwings

They took her life,

And gave it to the demons.

They took her smile,

And sold it to the highest bidder.

They pushed her down,

And kicked her around.

 

I wonder what they are thinking now…

 

She’s flying in the skies,

Above our heads.

Finally she smiles,

When she goes to bed.

 

They stole his dignity,

And left it in the dirt.

They broke his back,

And laughed at his loss.

They stomped his fire out,

And filled him with doubt.

 

I wonder what they are thinking now…

 

He’s flying in the skies,

Above our heads.

Finally he smiles,

When he goes to bed.

 

No one can do them any harm.

Yet I say;

There are too many angels,

In heaven today.

 

Someone took their lives.

Someone broke their backs.

They gave up,

They held their breath,

They now have Angelwings instead.

 

 

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