‘Words what a peculiar thing?’ by Jasper Swann

Words,
A peculiar thing.
Soaring like birds
Always moving, never stopping. Always advancing
Peacefully flowing down a stream
Made to float. Not to sink
Created for love. Not hate
Meant to heal. Not hurt

Words.
A hurtful thing.
stampeding like herds.
Always charging. Never halting. Always victimising
Like rocks rolling down a hill
Made to fall. To sink
Created for love? Or for hate?
Meant for hurt? Or to heal?

Words
Containing power that no human should control
World altering power
Within each stroke
Each speech
Each message
Each groove
World altering power
Enough to change a lifetime
For the very good
Or the very bad
All from the thing we use most.
Words

Unfortunately there are certain someones.
Some things.
Targeting people at their weak points.
All the way down to their breaking point.

With many experiencing this thing.
Like a sharp dagger in the back.
Words.
A deed or a worry to mankind.
People left feeling…
Feeling like a no-one
A mere. Thing.
Destroyed to a no-one.

Bullying. A strong thing.
Done for no same reason.
Done due to hurt.
Or simply for a reaction.
Always harming a poor kid.
Always hurting. Never healing.
The day, always winning as both sides only weaken.
Due to one powerful thing.

WORDS.