Words
Words, they have a mind of their ownUnsuspecting letters put together, Forced into meaning by men unknownA simple sentence when next to one anotherAt times complex, yet compellingLeaping out of pagesScreaming comprehensionSometimes sly, lurking between the linesFeigning innocence, craving attentionWords, often misused,The real Weapons of Mass DestructionAnger and rage all rolled into rockets,Launched by the tongue orspilt by the pen now even on news!Men, women and Nation states,Blinded by passion and...