Two Poems

I helped Number Seven write a simple poem (image) for her Writing Class, and her friend T. S. just emailed me his poem, so I post both:

This Tongue

This tongue that talks,
and at times does mock.

This tongue that spews
out unnecessary thought.

This tongue that lies,
and catches flies.

This tongue that gossips,
and stirs up worships.

This tongue of slander, ridicule,
and wickedness is very much viperous.

Let’s turn the tide on this misguide,
and provide a chant of a different slant.

From this tongue shall come praise
that will amaze.

From this tongue let’s speak of prayer
that is fair.

From this tongue shall come witness,
to the One that brought His goodness.