Lies
Why do people tell untruths,
And lie about their neighbors,
Spinning tales of guilt and shame.
With tongues as sharp as sabers?
Why spend the time alotted you,
Destroying reputations,
Causing undue anguish 'mongst,
Your friends and close relations?
For one lie just begets one more,
And then the ball starts rolling,
And soon you've told so many lies,
The thing just won't quit growing;
And lies don't just produce more lies,
Oh No, there's that and more,
There's Hate for all the things you said,
And then Revenge for sure;
So lies are not just little things,
They hurt whoever's mentioned.
It doesn't really matter,
What at first was your intention;
For words have power, don't forget,
So guard your tongue with care,
For once the words have passed your lips,
It's said for foul or fair;
And life is such a fleeting thing,
Each day that passes, forfeit.
We really can't afford to waste,
One single, precious moment.
"TO HATE IS TO BE A LIAR, TO SLANDER IS TO BE A FOOL."
Proverbs 10:18
"WHEN A GOOD MAN SPEAKS, HE IS WORTH LISTENING TO BUT THE WORDS OF FOOLS ARE A DIME A DOZEN."
Proverbs 10:20
Copyright © Judy Ball | Year Posted 2012
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