Oh ! how very often and why do we grumble?

Otherwise, slowly we unpleasant words  often mumble;

Or like a wasp or bee, below our breath, softly just bumble.

Or with a verbal diarrhoea,  nonstop words, from our mouth simply tumble

But care great we must take, like a pack of cards,  not to crumble.

At times, in our desperation, or anger for words, we fumble,

Before we actually speak,  think we must often, or land we will in trouble.

Always remember to God thank for His grace, right away, for life is a big bubble.

Towards people whom think we  may are insignificant,  we aught to be humble.

Armin Dutia Motashaw