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You!

an unprecedented accusation set forth in simplest form
in one syllable, the entire world seems to shake,
this one unique expellation of air,
shaped as it exited the lungs, by those craftsmen whose eternal chore it is to shape and create the essence of our dissonance
their hammers vibrate as they forge and shape their work, until it is done,
then, spit out, seemingly unwanted into the harsh air,
to hover for a split second, and then vanish,
existing only in memory

are not the fingers more eloquent?
with them, one can craft works of art, easily transported, memorized and translated

and yet, they lack in some way.

in no way do I mean to insult those holy crafts which provide such beautiful and convenient objects to the world,
but they pale in comparison to the spoken word!
the power conveyed in that one instant!
the emotions summarized!

this word, spoken, brings forth such violence, such hatred.

this cannot be communicated by any other method.
so simple, yet so deep,
so dark, yet so bright,

my cliched comparisons do not do much, but they do send a message,

and this message is quite simple,
it does not need the spoken word to resonate,
nothing would be added if it were to ring out in the air

the message is only this,

please, if one's point does miss you,
do consider, dear reader,
that it was simply meant to be spoken,

not read