Developed senses lessening, words condemed in the myriad-world of words to reach out slay me. Condemned am I to convention of life, death and in-between—betwixt and bedeviled.
Now words may condem me. Words!
Sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me.
I was just a kid and we would rattle that saying off as a taunt to some threat or other.
Words will never hurt me.
That was then, 70 or more years ago.
Today I live in an era where words may be my downfall.
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Wow!! Very dramatic and true. How many will see and hear this??? Very bold and courageous of you. Are you sharing this at poetry/ writing etc? Proud of you. 😊👍💕Cindy
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