Words

Words . . . where do they go?
What do they do?
What do they amount to?
Do they touch the lonely?
Do they reach the homely?
Do they calm anger?
Avert danger?
Or are they even heard?
Soft or sharp,
Sung to the harp,
Does anyone really hear?
Ah! Maybe some are hard,
While most we discard . . .
Soft-spoken, lily-white,
Bright and light
Are not words for a fight,
But may be mightier,
Although also ignored . . .
Words are grand
So long as they stand,
But even if in revelation
If they stand in isolation
With no one listening
And no one answering
What, then, are those words?
Words . . . where do they go?
What do they do?
What do they amount to?
Why bother with . . . words?
Especially if you’re never
Heard

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