This is an open mic But there's no bulletproof glass here What you say Will directly affect your pay.
Your best bet is to keep quiet and listen up That mic in the corner is poison You're not ready to handle it Organize your thoughts and come correct
Don't be Another casualty Think about what you're gonna say Before you spray
Somebody will come from behind And give you more than a piece of mind Leave you breathless and bleeding Leave you toothless and weeping
So think about what you say, son This stage is a trap This mic ain't so open. This room is a meat grinder, and you're the meat.
Everybody is so quick to opine, that they often don't think about what they're saying or what the ramifications of their words might actually be. This is especially true now due with regards to social media. Folks can almost effortlessly blurt out what they think about any given subject without a care for anyone's or any group's feelings. I wrote this poem in hopes that it might cause a little more forethought in opinion sharing. A good opinion is constructed through study and observations concerning a topic. It's not just thrown out in a vacuum. Those opinions are only worth two cents.