The Power of Words

My words can cut like knives

Or heal wounded souls

They have the power

To enact dynamic change

So I must choose them wisely

Instead of slinging them around in anger

Haphazardly wounding those I love

Like my mother did to me

Instead I will mend my child's broken pieces

I'll stitch together phrases that will calm his beating heart

Never will I use them to make him think

He's not good enough

Though of course

I possess the capability to kill with words

Dig up your deepest fears and present them as truth

I can murder a mind

But I choose to give life and love

That is true power