I give meaning to my choice words. All very often do I
say what I am feeling and feel what I say my words have
a way. My words has open doors and closed a few. My
words have touched many of you. My words has whispered
in some ears. My words has confessed some of my deepest
fears. My words is what I will be remembered for. My
words sometimes have to even the score. My words never
looses its direction my words is my defense and
protection. I stand accused and sometimes abused my
words give me reflection and grants me peace. My words
sometimes help me to cry and my words help me to live
and not die. My words are covered in the oldest book. My
words are misunderstood and sometimes over looked. My
words comes in different shapes and forms....sometimes
my words have sharp teeth and it does bite. My words
shows me wrong and right. Upon hearing others as I do My
words can comfort me and you. I ask God to give my words
voice and he did. His Son Paid the price and now we all
live a new Life. Words of choice God Gave it a voice. My
Words.....