Words have power, When the stench is detected: Some are brought to the grave, And others may date the krill, Bring the spirit of the heat. Words have power, In the middle, like rust, there are nine, Until I burst and until I am powerless, To tears, image, illness in the body Lead and kill. Words have power And they can brighten up life, It’s calm, peaceful, quiet, sweet Let everything happen, - Such words are like a curse. Words have power, Because there is good and evil: Both these and these can work, It stinks like the grain that sprouted: Give your fruits in due time.
