WORDS

Vile words

Roll off the tongue

Placing blame

For things that are done

The hateful words

You frequently say

Hurt our children

Every day

The hatred spewed

And directed at me

Haunt our children

And what they can be

For within their hearts

So pure and true

is part of me

And part of you

Each word spoken

and slip of the tongue

Damages our children

And cannot be undone

So hate me if you must

But speak only kind

For our children’s tender hearts

Are tied up in a bind

Each word destroys

A part of their soul

And hurts them more

Thank you can ever know

Each word spoken

in jest about me

Tells our children

What they can be