“Words are carefully woven into the web of beauty, purpose, and meaning, delicately crafted by the spider of eloquence. They evoke the colors of emotions, shifting the grey, stormy night of hopelessness into the yellow sunlight of hope.

However, within the intricate weaving of words lies the tongue of wrath, conjuring phrases filled with evil intent, cutting deeper than any blade, piercing the hearts of his victims. Thus, through his own sin, isolation is embedded into every aspect of his life as he reaps the consequences of wrath’s destruction. However, his self is only an enemy, based on his environment, filled with words of arguments and curses, igniting the flames of wrath upon his tongue, fueling his desire to enact nature’s calling.

In contrast, amidst the destructive force of the tongue of wrath, lies the gentle yet potent tongue of the poet. Like finely woven strings, the poet’s words delicately connect, holding great meaning inside the fiber of it, which captivates and enchants. Through nurturing and development, the poet possesses the ability to transform minds into hopeful bliss or hopeless illusion. Through the poet’s words, the threading of narrative hypnotizes hearts and minds alike.

Ultimately, words are beautifully crafted masterpieces, given the ability to construct, destroy, or rebuild. Like a painter, the art solely relies on the use of the palette. As words are embedded with meaning, thus the phrases chosen delicately or indelicately brush across the canvas, painting the pathways diverged from each choice of word.”