Friday 28 December 2018

How do you believe, your words won’t matter?

How do you believe, your words won’t matter?
The words in which you’ve wrapped
All your hate and anger,
Which you’ve chosen to spit on me,
Who’s oh so useless,
Like a box, that you’ve chosen to
Not even discard in a bin,
It lies right next to you
On which you have
Stomped, pissed, cut
All this while.

How do you believe, your words won’t matter?
When they’ve sucked all the strength
I mustered this morning
To sit right across you
Even after I knew
That I’m an Un-disposed trash for you.

How do you believe, your words won’t matter?
After they pull out all my hope
Warrior spirit, fort-holding ability
In less than a minute.

How do you believe, your words won’t matter?
When they wound each numb part of me
That all my memories of pain come back
As if they were never gone, with time.

Your belief is a delusion,
Your words matter,
Your words kill and hurt,
Your words have power
That no weapon in my infantry
Can combat, you are superior
Don’t kill the inferior, please.

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