Words

There are things that are good,
And things that are bad,
And in between is a doorway,
I'm standing in that doorway
And I don't know which way to step,
Forward? Backward?
In? Out?
Up? Down?
Direction has no meaning
And meaning has no direction.
They are all just words,
Words which mankind created.
We created them, now we worship them
Words rule our lives
We worship the words,
Praise not the Lord himself,
But praise the word of the Lord.
Did we create the words,
Or did they create themselves,
Or did they create us?
We will never know,
We can only say what the words let us say,
Think what the words let us think,
He who controls the words
Controls the world.