Words you choose, use you too. What you say defines you, Holds your course, sets anew The directions for your crew. Impassioned speeches, lies, Subtle, refined disguise, Here worn to civilize These wild animal cries. From language, thought arose And so all else follows. Our reason it bestows, Allows order be imposed. With it, we pen our lives, Civil conversation thrives, Shared legacy survives, And inspiration drives Marks the sign of our end, Sharply chiseled bookend; On this, you can depend, Till the last word is penned. Poetry by Harakhte https://www.minds.com/horuslvx/blog/on-words-a-poem-1219265306565189632?referrer=horuslvx