words...

What is the value of thy words?
Is it worth the gold that it would fetch, if it were to be sold
Or the fame that it would acclaim, to thy solemn name
Long after thou have gone, cold in thy grave
Or is it the prize for thy maidens heart that thou so badly crave
Or is it just the essence that it contain
To soothe a battered heart brimming with pain
Be that serene northern star
To show way in the darkest hour
What is the value of thy words?
It is but thy choice to make
What thou want to take and what forsake