Words have the power to start or stop a war,
They affect all living creatures to their very core.
Simple words can end life,
Or miracles big as giving life.
They tell us the history of our forefathers,
Make us pick up weapons against our brothers.
Words make us burn with love or hate,
Has the power to twist all fate.
Three little words combine us forever,
I love you… or forever sever.
What words will we choose?
How much power will we use?
Time passes faster each day,
That is the price we pay.
Watching our world fall away,
What will be left after today?
Nothing left for our children,
Nothing left for them to defend.
Our words of mine, ours, more,
Abused this land, the very core.
Irreversible, unstoppable, widespread,
The words we did, we said…
Gone, is the word that’s left.
Dead, dying, decay, and death.
Which word will we use in the end?
Too late, all over, nothing more, can’t rescind.
Will we call for the religious word we all know?
God, Jesus, Buddha, will he show?
Words make stories, music, and prayers.
Calm or ease all our fears.
Words make up this world, or whats left,
Our life will change and forever shift.
We will be gone, left behind, alone,
All but words dead and gone.