War Of Words

A poem

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If hate is the lock, then love is the key.-Henery X

War Of Words 

Henery X, 2024©

On the battlefield in my mind 

Countless words stand on the front line 

Willing to die but eager to live

And they all pray I have a little attention to give

So, as I begin to think, my concentration 

Activates the process of elimination 

Because my conversation 

Has to exceed the receiver's expectation

Casualties of war

Are not less but more 

Because logic and reason are always like what for 

Each paragraph 

Is birthed from a bloodbath

And excellence is the aftermath 

I catch the scenes as they unfold 

The greatest stories never told

And then like a boomerang I let them fly, and they come back literary gold

Now it's time to repeat the process 

And I must confess 

I'll never digress 

Because how could it ever end 

When every word wants to win

Eager to contend 

Every foe could never be a friend 

Who, what, where, why, and when 

And every other word in between 

Dream 

Of being seen 

In the light 

So they fight 

With all their might 

Hoping to appear in one line I write 

Battered and bruised 

Dazed and confused 

But so thankful I chose them to be used