Steel Tongue, Velvet Threats

“I don’t raise weapons. I raise eyebrows.”

Every word’s a loaded gun, Fired slow, one by one. I don’t shout — I suggest, That’s how power sounds best.

Steel tongue, velvet threats, Whisper soft, collect the debts. Charm ‘em first, then let ‘em guess, If that grin hides forgiveness or finesse.

They call me kind, I call it bait, Patience always seals the fate. You can’t fight what you can’t see — And you’ll never out-smile me.

Honey drips off every word, But the knife ain’t ever heard. You feel it when it’s too late — That’s what elegance creates.

Steel tongue, velvet threats, Every move a quiet bet. You’ll thank me when I walk away — And wonder what the silence meant.

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