Public thoughts
Don’t speak, they are not worthy
Oppressed are those who speak the most
They often forget they leave their judgment in the air
It doesn’t stain the lips of your audience but the ears of those that hear
You see your words are like new born babies
Crying out and needing feeding but those words are not as favoured
So your words are caught out in Temple Run time
And you no longer fear the whips you receive but hate the taste of unwanted thoughts leave your mouth
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