the "gold" of silence

It has been a dark and dreary way,
never in a moment of clarity,
will i find the charm to slay,


on no terms can it be rendered benign,
to label it just ok,
"after all,"we say
"its a mistake and its mine"


A life is taken or spared with a word
 A war is started or avoided
Walls are built or broken,
Courage is given or taken
 with a word..


Never will i find the charm to slay,
To find it is sadistic,
To use it is barbaric,


At the risk of  appearing empty,
i shall endure...
for with the power of life and death
at the helm of my lips...
I choose Silence
In it is the assuredness of innocence
In it is embodiment of peace.