Words Poem by Divya Macsuedon

Words words words
How powerful the spoken words be,
Our mind, the vast oceans churns ceaselessly.
In anger, the scalding thoughts
Singe me.

On others, we pour the venom freely.
Not a moment's respite, mentally.
Conveying is crucial, assures the mind.
So do not let be, do not let be.
In me the mind or does it control me?

The answer We/I know why pretend un-endingly.
Control this puppet, hold the strings tautly
Reign in the kingdom of destruction
Sheath the sword, in silence be.