No

No was a little word,
an insignificant word.

It always listened to the big words:
Yes and We and Always.

It studied the crumbs of their thoughts,
that dropped from their table.

It wasn't a stupid word.

One day it crawled to the kitchen,
climbed on the counter,
grabbed a knife
and ate it.
(Words can eat things).

It was still a little word,
but not insignificant anymore - never again-

and it went back to the room,
sat under the table
and listened.