not moved by words.
icy heart, calloused soul;
unyielding and unmoved.
‘i’m not moved by the words of men,
flattering lips – i despise the most.’
yet, approaches a innocent soul;
a gift of encouragement he doesn’t withhold.
sadly, gracious words fall to the ground,
shot by arrows from the fort of her heart.
guarded and strong – fortress of old;
what hurts may lie within, we may never know.