Such delicate creatures.
Pristine in nature,
but extremely dangerous!
They come in all shapes and sizes.
But the weight they carry,
it is always so,
The type of heavy that crushes,
And flattens, it makes everything look
like a pancake.
Words carry parasites within their fur
Emotions, those dastardly little pests
How do they do it?
I know I couldn’t handle it.
What is there to stop them,
from ruining everything we’ve built?
Nothing would stand in their way,
For words are all powerful.
There is no other being that can
do what words can do.