Words are my Courage

some play a saxophone, til they are blue in the face.

some drink so much,  they feel like a disgrace.

some beat on drums, til they are sweaty and spent,

some will do heroin, off a spoon that they bent.

some try to play the guitar, slowly plucking the strings

wishing they were somewhere else, stuck in the in betweens.

some just have a song, stuck in their head

bouncing around endlessly, til they fall asleep in bed.

some will wail on a harp, til they cant blow anymore.

some will smoke fentenyl  til they fall on  the floor.

some will lay down rhythm, all night on a bass guitar.

then scream down the highway,in a classic car

words are my music,  they are how I sing

words are my drug, there's no in between

I keep them close to me, never in storage.

words are my self esteem, they are my courage

Reviews

[Fabian G. Franklin]

"Music soothes the savage beast" but drugs very often create savage beasts. Words can sometimes be an expression of courage but they can also be a white flag of surrender. Proverbs says that, "Pleasant words are like honey, sweet to the soul, and health to the bones." Proverbs 16:24 But out of an abundance in the heart the mouth speaks...whether to bring forth from a good treasury of the heart, good things, or from a bitter impoverished, soul, evil and darkness. Let us endeavor to be the former and not the latter. I enjoyed the read.