to whisper in spite

is to whimper yourself away,

every careless word you quip,

every bit of spite you spout,

they’ll hear and they’ll spread it out,

you’ve created your own source of sin.

it became a parasite to the crowd,

your mouth is it’s root,

and when they realise

that it wasn’t all good,

they’ll look back

right at you.

don’t slander in secret,

may your words be lifting

and not demoralizing.

a little comfort doesn’t hurt,

and when they hear that even the ones

that they think aren’t worth their worth

that they still have potential, have space to Love,

they’ll feel some of that Love too.

and if you see one that can’t see Love,

don’t just look at them,

become like Love on a silver platter,

be Love for them, become their Light,

and they might just Love Him and you back.

remember to start slow, where they are

and where it’s right, don’t overwhelm,

hold their hand and go their pace.

so speak in Love,

for He Loves a cheerful speaker.