When we go into the world…
we are prepared,
to harness
sharp tongues,
soft phrases,
comforting truths,
belittling lies;
Constructs that cut through,
blades of voices,
that come at us;
We shackle the POWs,
we tally the scores,
we strategise wars,
we decide when to use,
brute force;

We defend and honor
a treaty of words.

© soulreserve 2015

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