If the world was only made with words,
the words would have perished long ago,
because the words are the words that hold the world.
Without the words,
the world was no more.
The words are the words that create the world,
But the words have been tarnished,
broken by the world.
If the words were to sing a song of the world,
the words would be cursed,
deprived of love.
But the words are the words that keep the world,
The world gone cold, bitter, and burnt.
But the words are the words that broke the world,
the world that was once painted with gold.
