Everyone

(written July 23, 2008)

Not every thought
Can make a poem,
Turn its conception in chaos
To a brilliant white light,
A Beacon of truth.

Not every word
Is meant to be spoken,
The hurtful ones least of all
Because you can't take them back,
Even when you ask for forgiveness.

Not every song
Should be played
Loud and long
Some are soft as rose petals,
They need a gentle touch.

But every person--
Everyone can be loved.