Words hurt, sword hurts, both can scar,
One cuts deep, the other far.
A blade may wound, but words can bind,
Leaving echoes in the mind.

A careless whisper, a sharp retort,
Can break a heart, distort.
For words, though soft, can wield great power,
Turning sweet moments sour.

So speak with care, let kindness reign,
To heal the wounds, to ease the pain.
For in our words, we hold the key,
To love, to peace, to harmony.