If Thoughts Became Actions

Two days ago I provoked a certain someone who had nothing to do but to gnaw at the very important relationships I share with a few of my close friends in school. Without hesitation a string of words came out of my mouth that shut him up for at least an hour. No vulgarities invovled, just a few precise words that seemed to hit him where his malice was flowing from. Not to mention, this person holds an honourable leadership position in the school which I will fail to mention because I think he deserves a little privacy. Truly hypocritical. Extremely cowardly. Coincidentally, a few familiar scribbles of excessiveness appeared on my tagbox and a few others' too. Soothes my suspicions from the start really. I just might be able to kill two birds with one stone this time, or put it another way, one bird with two stones (together of course, i don't suck at throwing ;) ).

Oh yeah, hope this one's not too vicious for you lot.

If Thoughts Became Actions

If my thoughts became actions
someone would have died
My hands would have been soiled,
my mind crucified
If my words became reality
and ambition pulled the trigger,
the people I’d spoken to would
never ever have seen
those cold silver bullets
flying towards their plastic lives
If my hands were knives
and my gaze was biting
Their tongues would rest
gently upon
those fingers which used to point at me
their conscience would have melted into
a viscous muddy liquid
Their eyes would have ceased to see
their lips stretch toward their ears
spelling cowardice, guilt and
smiling their fears
If my thoughts became actions
my heart frozen in spite,
it would have taken the lives of those I mused
and turned them into ice.
If the flute in my soul
had stopped playing its song of mercy,
I would be somewhere else tonight.