The words felt good.
Just a few simple words replying to comments on someone’s post
enough to knock them down a few inches and build my own self worth.
Then sit back and count the number of likes,
never minding who gets hurt
…in my war of words.
Words that were so filling and yet so empty.
Funny things they are
just utterances of sounds
and a bunch of .dots and lines and curves
and yet so powerful in everything they do.
They start wars and bring peace.
They destroy relationships and make best friends.
Whisper “I love you” and you build a new bond.
Utter “I do” and you start a new life
write “We the People“ and a whole new nation is born. Continue reading