To The Point

To The Point

To the Point

I sharpen my words
So that their points
Will as surely kill you
As daggers of finest steel

Didn't a wise man say once
That a word
Is sharper than a sword
And twice as deadly?

He surely was right
Thus I will brandish my pen
And kill you by my sentence

If I use my dagger
To cut up your throat
You'll be dead swiftly and surely

If I cut you down
With my words, though
You will suffer for all eternity

And there will be myriads of witnesses
To your immortalized agony