think and say what you will
about me
sticks and stones
my lovelies
sticks and stones
you cannot hurt whose core
is not of this world
those among you judging
themselves be judged

meanwhile
I will kiss away your wounds
embrace your knives
fuse those favorite feathers together
make you fly
where no one else has flown
and when I’m gone
no tears my lovelies
on either side

it won’t be long
another among you
will rise and burn
love you
as no one else can
embrace your knives
kiss away your wounds
for that is how the game is played
sticks and stones
my lovelies
sticks and stones

© 1999 Chris Sorrenti

Link to Chris Sorrenti's website: 

http://members.rogers.com/tomcat7/chrisplace/