The Argument
Words cut sometimes.
Escaped from the cage,
We tear open the wounds-
Stigmata for amateurs.
Healing with a knife,
That which now bleeds freely,
In verbal violence.
Adrenaline speaks its ire-
In the guise of mocking ego.
We miss the point:
It’s not about being right,
But finding peace,
To stitch the pieces.
