Sunday, 20 May 2007

my words

you've said enough
hold the tongue and be quiet
but there's a joke to be told
so the thinks he should try it

taking the risk he soon realises
that humour involves compromises
they laughed at the joke but the damage was clear
the chuckle rings louder than the inevitable sear

another casualty
another sore
and though it you i terror
im the prisoner of war

the mouth that builds is the mouth that destroys
the tongue that helps is the tongue that enjoys
tearing and dealing, arguing, demeaning
i know you're hurting but it's me that needs healing

you've said enough
hold the tongue and be quiet
but there's a joke to be told
so the thinks he should try it