Sometimes I ask the question
Why did God give man a tounge
Because most of what man says
When he is speaking comes out wrong

Does man ever think about
The words he is about to say
The damage his words may cause
As they travel on their way

Why do men let emotion
Dictate the words which they speak
A few may overcome this temptation
But most resign themselves to defeat

An unkind word spoken in response
To a really unimportant statement
Only angers the two people involved
And leaves two hearts in lament

We would all be better off
And fewer friendships would be broken
If man could control his tounge
And hold back words not yet spoken