Words of the Fruitless
Many days pass, and just as many words,
They can hold real meaning and power.
They can be as strong as steel, sharper than swords,
And endlessly produce every hour.
But there are some who don't know power,
They just use them to abuse them.
All they want is to make others cower,
With false promises that bring shame.
Their mouths move fast, so do their legs,
When the true warriors appear.
They get taken down a few pegs,
And are humbled by their own fear.
Real power is through following your words for you.
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