Word Debris

Scattered on the ground
Like pine needles that fall
Are words quickly spoken
The weaponized ones
Spewed in malice and gall
Rot away and lie there broken
The stench fills the air
Long after the rants
And life is sorely impacted
We try to undo
The damage we did
But the words can’t be redacted
Think carefully now
Before you bring forth
Words that add to the smell
Thoughts of kindness and grace
Uttered even in brief
The odor will help to dispel

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