The Things We Hear
The things we hear and the things we say,
Are often not really meant that way;
For often people will say in jest,
Things that shouldn't be said at best.
Often when people are tired or upset,
They'll fuss and fume and grumble and fret;
And others will use the things they hear,
To feather their nest and themselves endear.
They take out of context the things they hear,
And repeat it to friends and cohorts and peers;
So remember when someone complains to you,
Unless it will help, don't spread the news.
Keep to yourself what you hear others say,
For it all will come back to you some day.
Maybe not today, tomorrow, next week,
But trouble comes back, it's maker to seek.
Like the salmon who swims upstream to spawn,
Or the tides ebb and flow at moon rise and dawn,
Trouble will seek out it's own birth place too.
Make sure when it does it won't seek out you.
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