Lying mouth

You know what I hate? The words of a snake.

How so I know its the snake that I lust?

It is because the words of them are fake.

The mouth is a horrid, and awful being

 

It takes down all people without thou scream.

Its tongue like a knife, cutting apart lives.

Because it is fair to let off some steam?

I think not my child you’re covered in hives.

 

The mouth is a tool they say, how it be?

It rips people limb for limb, eye for eye

The mouth is such an awful thing, you see?

All those lost to the mouth, stand and say aye.

 

You all are dumb fools! Sipping lies from spoon!

You say you have luck, but no mouth immune.

 

This poem is about: 
My community
My country

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