Power

Even before I started writing

I knew

I knew the power words hold

The weight they carry.

I’ve known the beauty they create since the day I could read

And the havoc they wreak when loosed with careless tongues.

My mind is a gun

And my words are the bullets

Do not dare tempt my lips to pull the trigger.

My pen and pencil

Are weapons of mass creation

And a library of destruction.

It can take an eternity of words to build one’s world up

But only a few to have it crashing down around them.

I keep my tools

And I carry an arsenal

I am a god

My words are my power.

~Quill

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