Actions speak louder than words, but words
are thoughts before they’re spoken, caught
before they’re thrown. Their effect affects
and threading tiptoe ends in naught.
Actions speak louder than words, but words
wound deeper. They do not scar; they fester
in the recesses of the mind. They get buried
and forgotten but, unearthed, wounds deeper.
Actions speak louder than words, but words…
words kill the soul.
NaPoWrimo April 7 prompt, a poem that argues against, or somehow questions, a proverb or saying.
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