L. S. Dryden · Poetry

The Things We Say

We go ahead and say

Whatever comes to mind

Not thinking that our recklessness

Is hurtful and unkind.

We tend to render judgements

So freely and so rash

As if we knew the details

As if we knew the facts.

We can be indiscreet

Then waste our time in gossip

The pains and lies we spread

Let’s mind our words instead.

L. S. Dryden

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