THE POWER I HOLD

I do not speak too much, you see, Silence is my chosen key. While others rage and storm the air, I sit composed, I do not dare. Why don’t I answer angry cries? Why let the fury fill the skies? Why not return the fire they throw? Why let the restless tempers grow? It’s not because I lack the might, Nor fear to join them in the fight. It’s not because I cannot sting, Or shred their pride with just one fling. The truth is deeper than it seems, Beyond their noise and shattered dreams. I hold a weapon few can wield— A sharpened tongue, a hidden shield. With just a word I could unmake, Their peace, their pride, their hearts could break. But I choose calm, I choose the light, For peace, not war, defines my fight. Do not mistake this quiet face, For weakness in a softer place. I simply mastered self-control, For words alone could take your soul. Ngoveni T Vincent