The Power of A Word
By: Shivani Rangaswamy and Aishani Naga
The wall of written word with
Sentences glowing in the light,
Like magic, like beauty.
Watching the words;
She was the book thief without
words.
However, the words were on their
way.
Her hunger to read
Everytime she deciphered a new
word
A new sentence.
Holding them like the clouds.
Wringing them like the rain.
An innate sense of power.
As she turned pages toward
daylight.
The key to happiness
She was a girl,
In Nazi Germany,
How fitting that she discover the
power of words.
Greatest book- the greatest book
ever
Read next to flames, seething at
content.
Forming fingers into a fist.
A story.
Story after story.
Story within a story.
Terrible words
In
your stories, your poems, the screens you like to watch.
Goodbye to this trash,
this poison.
Like a page littered
with mistakes, like garbage,
Sentences strewn,
Words fooled her.
Terrible words
The injury of words,
yes the brutality of words.
Fragments of pain
Eyes blackened, cuts
opened, a series of wounds.
All from words. All
from Liezel’s words.
Heil Hitler. The Fuhrer
looked proud.
Terrible Words
JEWISH FILTH spilling
over at their edges
Giant words, pitiful
words, angry words
Can no longer sustain
their weight.
Words
So much good, but so
much evil.
Words
Good, but, was awful,
too.
How powerless a
person could be without.
I have hated words
and I have loved them, and I hope I have made them right.
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