The Reflection of Shadows
Be careful with the words you say-
They might just change a life,
The connotation of your
phrasing
Cuts deeper than a knife.
If I hadn’t known that death
was sad
I wouldn’t mourn them now,
Instead I’d smile, look up
awhile
To see them in the clouds.
If fat and thin weren’t bad or
good,
If they were just the same,
I’d never sigh at my jean size
Or bow my head in shame.
If equal meant what equal
should
In love and sex and race,
Then no more tears from war or
fears
Would drop on fresh dug graves.
Be careful with the words you
say-
They might just change a life,
One word can scar, can burn,
can change
The truth in someone's eyes.
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