The Letter
There was a time when I believed
words spoke truth.
I thought humanity mandated them
not to be abused.
As years passed
I observed language
turn into deception
or was my perception obscured by
emotions?
Words emphasized
silently seared endorphins
to exploit feelings of various states.
Each, could be taken to levels beyond intent
and often, alter events.
Wearing the cloak of your pen
I closed my eyes to undefined words,
and silently
prayed for knowledge.
Copyright 2004 Tracey L. Hardie
So good to read you Tracey.,.,,,
~ Sandie Angel a.k.a. May Lu ~
A most powerful write, Tracey. Thank you.
faced with the expectation that we can read minds.
I fail to understand why things can't be said outright
so we can know for sure what is said! word play isn't
always fun!luv the art!;-)
Love Tinka
Debs
PS Check S1 L4: abuse-->abused!