‘Sticks and stones may 

break my bones but

words will never 

hurt me.’

 

What a lie is this old rhyme,

Like a serpent that slithers into our souls;

In truth, to never hurt anyone we would have to learn to mime,

This ‘truth’ clearly has so many holes;

 

Stick and stones are known to break people’s bones,

But words can do the same;

Once you’ve said it you have so many loans,

For that person will feel dreadfully lame;

 

Words on a piece of paper can speak louder than your voice,

Breaking your bones is an experience of deep pain;

You have to make a choice, 

Or the future is in vain.

 

By Elodie