by ottersong
© 1999 ottersong, all rights reserved
This word, NO, is a weapon.
It has the power to twist a heart into abject sorrow and fear.
It can grasp the throat and crush all the air from the lungs.
It can dash fragile dreams to the floor, shattering them.
It can numb all excitement and nullify joy.
It can wrench ambition from willing hands and heart.
It can shrivel hope.
It can burn the music from the soul and blow away the ashes.
It can eclipse the sun and darken the moon.
It can dull the senses.
This word, NO, is a tool.
It has the power to protect and defend.
It can stem the tide of despair.
It can refuse limitations and open new doors.
It can set perimeters and delineate paths.
It can educate us to safer methods and modify behavior.
It can open minds to constructive changes.
It can free the thinking process.
It can empower us to become our dreams.
Do l want to write about the word?
no...
by ottersong 7/25/99