Never
tasted a human trait
that gnaws at one's system
more deeply, lastingly,
yeah, more lustily too
Than
a word given
then broken
that leads the receiver
to the edge
It's almost falling over the down staircase
One has been struggling to reach the
Top where a goal post
Is parked
But a word given
then broken
it breaks the human spirit
of a fellow human
And the breaker laughs his way
as he chips at another's spirit
up and down another staircase
Hopefully, one fine day
He slips and falls
And lies hurting at the bottowm of the staircase
Mumbling more words and crying for help
And none is forthcoming
For his victims have tasted the bitterness
Of broken dreams
because of
But a word given by a Loser
that was then shattered
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