Words, we make them what they are
Good or bad, lies or truths.
As human beings we'll believe them
When we choose to.
We'll use them how we want to.
The only abuse we've been
Incriminated of, but with no
Given sentence.
With no given thought....
Absoluty with no remorse.
This is the exact same result
When our spoken word
Is not even really ours.
When our hand writing covers
Another's truths.
When we represent an artwork
With mounts of pride.
The actual artist dies while
Standing by knowing their
Work will never be truly
Justified.