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Weapons of choice

January 17, 2015

I heard it first

in elementary school.

They told me I should

fear the sticks

and dread the stones

but count the words

as harmless.

And that

was how I learned

that bruises only count

when they are visible

to the skeptical eye

and as long

as my eye wasn’t black

and my arm wasn’t blue

the bleeding in my heart

didn’t matter.


Maybe you learned it, too.


But it’s difficult

to convince Love

that our red-stained shirts

mean nothing

since, look,

there isn’t a mark

anywhere else.


Love knows better.


Love sings over us

and the music soars

through time

and space.

The power of life


the power of death

pulse within words,

power never known

by sticks

or stones

or atomic bombs.

But as Love sings

the words are

kryptonite to pain,

and our shirts

once stained

now dazzle white

with such brilliance

that hate must shield

its blackened eyes

and look away.





11 Comments leave one →
  1. graydaysandcoffee permalink
    January 17, 2015 12:21 am

    wonderful. and wonderful what He has done to make this so true.

  2. Mr Sparky permalink
    January 17, 2015 7:11 am


  3. January 17, 2015 2:39 pm

    I just can’t even express how much I LOVE this!!!!!

  4. January 17, 2015 2:41 pm

    Reblogged this on Whatcha Thinkin'? and commented:
    Some things just need a broader audience so I am reblogging this in hopes that more will see this beautiful writing!

  5. January 17, 2015 9:03 pm

    Lisa, this is absolutely beautiful! Very powerful!

  6. January 18, 2015 5:02 pm

    Oh wow, that is so beautiful, so perfect. Thank you

    • January 18, 2015 5:04 pm

      Thank you for reading, and for your gracious comment.

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