Just the slightest twinge of sarcasm or a negative connotation may open the door to an entire war. How many times I have been cautioned to stand porter at the door of thought, when I should have given that directive a more blantant meaning to think before I speak....
This poem may not be what you consider the best of your form, my Balladeer friend, but you couldn't have written one that has more of an impact in truth. Thoughts are the bow, words the arrow, and they have tremendous power. So why not used them to heal instead of harm?