bow

Bitter lies

told from tongues 

that knew to twist

words

like knives

the core of the apple 

lies wasted

disturbed from its sleep

by hatred

i ask you to put down the weapons of my demise

and step inside

the truth

for it holds treasures for you

as it did for me

step inside

the circle of knowing

that exists between words

between accusation

between ignorant plea

walk with knowledge

for it is wisdoms bow