If I could show you how a word can grow
into a thorn that finds its home within
the softest places of the hardest men,
you wouldn't be so quick to let one go.
In silences, defenseless and alone,
security and self-esteem descend;
ambitions cease and aspirations bend
as product of a fatal verbal blow.

If I could show you how a word can rise -
bring laughter, bring excitement, bring rapport,
bring nations out of poverty and war -
perhaps your speech would seek a different guise.
What problems of this world could be deterred
if we revered the value of a word?

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