Words are spoken
Meaningful words are sometimes crafted
But actions would be forgotten
If you believe sweet words
It would be your defeat
if words are true
It would be your pain
If words are in action
It would be your success
If words are false
It would be your wound
If words are harsh
It would be your scar
If words are exchanged
It would be your peace
If words fill the hearts
It would be your love
If words are mantras
It would be your prosperity
Words embolden but sometimes allow us to slink away with shame to fight another day. Lord, where would we be without words? And what would happen to parrots?