our worst enemy lies in our words,
to bring death or life.
i happen to bring death most of the time.
its weightless and yet so heavy when
you hear it.
now, i tries to listen more and craft a better use of words.
I want to be real,
I want to share my life,
and bring life to people too.
This man lied there breathless,
with his final words, he asked me for 10 bucks to go back home.
I gave him some words,
he stood up and walk off to another victim.
’Oh no, you need to go home,
let me ask the police to give you a ride.’
Sliver and gold I do not have,
999 I call police,
and you left?