Tongue Disease
Oral Disease
Human tongue deeply stings
like an angry wasp on wings
It can curl like some strings;
lasso for mustang that flings.
Yet, each time it pipes or sings
-sweet like Angels on wings.
One must be surely strong
to lean on a human tongue
For, it can right every wrong
then to wrong also belong;
When a dirge rings the gong
or when Sonnet is its song.
World was built by a Word
that can destroy like a sword
The Lass or whatever Lord-
whoever cut his birth cord-
Annihilation it may afford
by rattle of its oral sword.
When Lovers trade the Ball
love heeds their Tongue's call.
When Two apart they fall
anger sucks both of them small
For, it is an organ of thrall
that can be man's downfall.
15th Sep' 2013
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