The Most Dangerous Person

The most dangerous person on the street, is the one with the words
And right after him is the one with the pen to put them down
Behind him is the one to read it out
The eyes that see are mere witness and
The ears that hear are mere audience

It’s the heart that feels that's the target,
The heart that understands and believes,
The heart that hopes and retrieves the lost thoughts
The heart that looks forward to more
And is ready to accept truth and fiction, that heart is the target
The target of sweet and bitter words,
Happy and sour thoughts that leave for much deliberation
And words that echo with real intention

The most dangerous person on the street, is the one with the words
He attacks you without even seeing you
He makes you happy and makes you sad
He could make you mad or make you glad
Without even seeing you, he changes you.
The most dangerous person on the street, is the one with the words.