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Feb 2016
Mouths hang lose or are shut tight.
Wisdom or folly are on a combat,
And there can be but one victor
Nothing illuminates the actor
Than the word of their mouths.
Fools drool thick froths,
A particularly nasty sight,
Should they, worse, be arrogant.
Few words say much, later,
For even they that utter,
Are judged not by what they said,
But by what they did not.
When the cool of day finds you without much to say, that is especially a good time to say nothing.
Ngamau Boniface
Written by
Ngamau Boniface  Nairobi-Kenya
(Nairobi-Kenya)   
417
   Ignatius Hosiana
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