"weapons"

"Weapons; instruments of hurt Stones and sticks Fists and feet Swords and lances Rifles and missiles But the cruelist weapon of all... Are words Wounds on the insides Not visible from without Except in the tears they bring The despair they birth The dreams they shatter The illusions they expose The bleeding heart festers Eyes closed to hope Tears shed in dark nights.... Alone... Words- the ultimate weapon- Hear those words... Before you speak them Measure the pain to be inflicted before the utterance Creates the wound A wound hard to heal Where time can not help Speak these words in great caution Make sure the deeds Warrent the wound The demon unleased Will last far longer Than you reason for its use."