Poking Fun
I hold back.
Won't say a word.
Pretend all you said, remains unheard.
Your pleasant little quip
played havoc bite upon my lip.
So cool, so clever, so curt and comedic
created hurt with words encyclopedic.
What did you say, it was just fun?
Not when you hurt someone.
Even words are abusive
when the people become exclusive.
Closing yourself up and shutting the world out
never to truly know what each of us is all about.
Open your mind.
Clear your thoughts and fears to find
the world is too full of tears from words unkind.
Look in your heart and know
each of us has yielded hurtful blows.
Start the clock again
everyone is the same in the end.
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