Heed thy tongue
For it serves the mind speaks
The wicked ways
Lash out the meek
Your throat becomes an open grave
For unkempt words can not be saved
(26 June 2007)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
JoAnn the message is loud and clear, we can only hope the right ones read it. Beautiful and thanks for sharing it my friend. David