Mean Things

How does your heart feel

When you say mean things

Like an onion about to peel

Do you cry or do you sing

Is it easy to say those words

And also easy to forget

If your tongue is a sword

Use it for good and not regret

So many hurtful reactions

That bloom from mean things

Most of all your conscious

Guilt is a blackened ring

See you don’t just hurt one

You hurt us all together

It’s not just you it’s your sons

That bear this burden forever

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