Truth

                               [Poem]
                               Truth

Sticks and stones may break my bones,
but words can also hurt me.
Stones and sticks break only skin.
While words are ghosts that haunt me.

Slant and curved the word-swords fall 
to pierce and stick inside me.
Bats and bricks may ache through bones,
but words can mortify me.

Pain from words has left its scar 
on mind and heart that's tender.
Cuts and bruises now have healed;
It's words that I remember.
                                  -Barrie Wade
                          [About Poem]
This poem gives an idea about the power of words. Generally people think that it is only the sticks and stones that hurt people. It is not true. If you are curious, read the poem.