Human Vs Human

You must let your truth speak... 

The silencing of the self rests in one's doubting. 

By noose: let these words ring! 

lingering in the open - tolling through the streets. 

Choose your words wisely, make them concise & clean, 

Should they open unknown wounds 

It is not your place to teach them how to mend these.. 

Rending scars that life once pyre'd while harping on pains pollution, 

Vow to seek a better future breaking foundation by what was spoken 

Words define who goes to ground 

When conclusions are made concussive... 

Though, should they spill from a final thought, 

Make sure a fountain flows from their interment. 

Their mantle space for material waste is a trophy case for an ego wanting. . . 

The cost of life is at the price Of an opinion expensed for nothing 

A war well traveled is a lesser road as all roads traveled lead t'wart the same 

To have hope that the wound will travel thin is to survive by a duller blade. 

Remain hopeful that the old corner listens in to make tomorrow become today 

Should these words be the last make sure they be the ones best seen engraved. 

Toward the flow of masses: consumed & enraptured, 'tis easy to be misled, 

Make sure that the swinging from thy lips, be the gallow that pulls the pen.