The Power of Silence

The Power of Silence

In the buzzing hive of endless threads,
Where words like arrows fly,
A troll awaits with sharpened tongue,
To snare the passerby.

They hurl their sparks, their cruel refrain,
A fire they hope will spread,
But silence stands, a quiet shield,
Where noise cannot be fed.

No echo comes, no flame takes hold,
Their fury meets the void,
A storm that breaks on gentle seas,
Its venom soon destroyed.

For silence is a subtle blade,
It cuts without a sound,
And in the hush, the troll's loud roar
Falls lifeless to the ground.

So keep your peace, let stillness reign,
No battle need be won—
For silence speaks the final truth:
The war was never begun.