WORDS...

The words we choose are powerful…

think of the different worlds we create 

when the words that flow from our lips 

are words of love and kindness…

as opposed to words of hate.

 

Words of love and kindness have the power to build happiness, 

to make us smile…

to bring another joy…

words of hate but one power…

the power to destroy.

 

We have a plethora of words of love and kindness at our disposal…

whatever kind of love we want to create…

ah…but therein lies the rub…

as the same holds true for hate.

 

When we use words of love and kindness…

when we see that smile on another face swell…

we can’t help but feel in our hearts

a little love and happiness as well.

 

When we use words of hate…

when hurtful obscenities we yell…

as we destroy another person…

we destroy ourselves as well.

 

It all comes down to the kind of echoes we want to leave behind…

the type of world we are trying to create…

Do we want to be cherished for our words of love and kindness…

or remembered for our words of hate?

 

 

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lyrycsyntyme's picture

Love and kindness are

Love and kindness are important. And you've quite poetically expressed that. It reminds me a little of an Incubus song, though I can not remember the title. But, whereas Brandon Boyd was writing and singing about the power of our imagination to shape our own world, you are speaking about the "echoes" that spread throughout the world around us.

 

I take only slight reservation at your focus, for similar reasons as the original reviewer of your piece. Language, itself, is a complicated array of emotions. Kindness is wonderful, but not if it throws cover over truth. At least in general, though there are certainly moments where kindness must temporarily take precedent, to some degree.

 

Meanwhile, love is sometimes displayed through anger. Not necessarily though hate, though one could argue that hate has a selective place - not so much towards people, I would say, but towards behaviors and concepts. Hating mistreatment of the poor or starving, for example. That hatred is actually love in disguise, but it's echoes will be heard as something more fierce than love.

 

It's complicated. But I appreciate the spirit of your words.

language_game's picture

so much to respond to in this

so much to respond to in this poetic work... i applaud your excessive use of the ellipsis... Louis-Ferdinand Celine smirks from beyond the literary grave, as it were... but methinks you limit yourself as a free critical creative thinking thing with simplistic dogmatic interpretations of the human world, nature and condition... this good/bad... right/wrong... love/hate... duality argument agitates me muchly, to say the very least...

 

i, on the other hand, would argue for a fierce exploration and experimentation of the language... the words... the linguistica... the game of ideas, impressions and reflections... the communication of one human soul with another through the mind's eye, as they say... but, alas, i am a monster... and therefore of irrelevant musings wasted... i begin to DANCE!