The Word
Guilt is
A wicked ghost
It haunts me
More than most
It makes a
Very unpleasant host
Chorus: The pen is mightier
Than the missile or gun
Accomplishes more
When the day is done
The power
Of the word
May seem
Quite absurd
Its vengeance
You have heard
Chorus: Repeat
More damage
Than a gun
It can reach
An enormous sum
No rest
It needs none
Chorus: Repeat and Fade
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