If only words were weights that scrambled around our heads,
So that no one would ever dare to accidentally drop a weight,
Inflicting impossible pain and sickening dread,
Branding a fatality like a searing iron on a gold plate,
Words alone kill, punch regardless of what they connote,
Searing pain in the abdomen, sudden blindness, numbness in the ear,
If only words were winding algorithms to lessen the pain through
computational codes,
To alleviate stress and anger, and horror,
If only we faced words before words faced us at crossroads,
Then we wouldn’t be so damaged, so broken and twisted for the
explorer,
Created to speak, entice, for intellect, for life,
Yet used so adversely for penetrating and devastating life.