Assassin
Remember times when you spoke of “him” or “her”
Malice was in your words – perhaps a nasty slur.
You spoke behind their backs, in gossip you engaged
Things they did - or said - that had you so enraged.
Can you see the Assassin you became?
Your spoken words were NOT just a thoughtless game
Others to whom you speak repeat your nasty words
Once, then twice, and eventually into thirds
‘Tis not the person of whom you speak who has the fault, you see
But YOU (and others) who repeat phrases carelessly
There is a Day of Reckoning, and ‘tis you who will regret
Your words of assassination on others you beget
The nasty words you spoke with great malice and intent
Will return to you ten fold – and from God they will be sent.
‘Tis HE that you must face, upon your Judgment Day
I hope that I am there to hear what defense you think will pay
For all the vicious words you’ve said within your Life’s foray
And the Character Assassin that you’ve become today.
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