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The dangerous tongue

The dangerous tongue

I am the words,
I speak in tongues of many languages. 
I am the trigger,
I threaten without blood.
I am the consequence,
I kill with the words I speak.
I am the people,
I use words with intent to harm.
I am the voice who drove people to suicide.
I am the voice who drove people to self blame and self pity.
I am that voice that causes hatred and mutilation.
I am the ears who heard people divulge this hurt.
I am the eyes who witnessed the people treated like dirt.
I am the person who was victimized but became the perpetrator of revenge.
I am the person who walked away knowing your pain.

I stand from a distance fearing for my own life,
Justifying my selfishness to save yours.
I am standing here talking to others about what i would do if i were the person being bullied.
I had a choice to stand next to you when you were hurt,
Instead i walked away blurting my regret.
Sleepless nights on end about your suicide attempt,
Sleepless nights on end about your Death.
Could i have saved you if you and i were only two people standing against many?
Could i have saved you if i stood by you hoping others watching would follow me?
Are we too coward to ensure our safety in the community?
Or are we bystanders hoping what we see or hear would fade if we normalized crime?

I am the words who speak many languages.
I am the words who hurt and cause death.
I am the tongue who keeps quiet when i need to speak.
I am the shadow in the crowd watching my victims.
I am the vulture of death,
The hyena laughing at the crowd of meat.
Tonight my feast is playing,
Tonight i am feasting.
Tonight my words play songs of bloodshed. 
Tonight the rhythm beats bones of words for which i used without thought. 

The words i speak created bloodshed.  
The words i speak are harmful with intent of revenge.
The words i speak have consequential harm when not thought of before i divulge.
I am the words that causes suicide, hate, murders, false friends and loneliness.

Author: Carinne, A. L Petersen
Date: August 2016

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Christopher Correia

Carinne, suddenly you have become 'must' reading for me....now, I have to admit that upon first reading I was looking for the narrative to flow and come full circle, waiting for the write to unfold as a 'story' (as most writes tend to do)....but you can construct a poem so brilliantly and I was convinced you were taking the reader somewhere, and indeed you did,  the individual responsibility we all possess really hit home,  empathy or indifference, which road do we choose?  There is so much content woven into this tapestry of reasoning observation, and intelligence, and at the heart touching human nature....this is such an unusual way to write poetry, but I mean that as a compliment, it is also rich and edifying....I really like your style, I come away from reading refreshed....a really good poem, thanks for posting....cheers   

I am the eyes who witnessed the people treated like dirt.
I am the person who was victimized but became the perpetrator of revenge.

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Carinne Petersen

Thank you!! I was hesitant to post some of my poems because of the conventional way of writing but finally had the courage. Thank you for your appreciation.

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sparrowsong

Hello Carrine...

Words can speak life or death...

I know the eyes you speak of clearly...

I see the smile too...

Great write! 

Thank you for sharing...

Hugs...

sparrowsong 

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