Poem: Unspoken

Say nothing or,
if that's too
hard, say less
than what you
said before.
Restrain the will
to speak your mind;
be kind to those
whose ears
are near.
It's best to keep
your tongue still.
Too many words
have passed your lips.
Too many lies,
half-truths
that spin the world
by counter-turns,
and burn to ashes
all that's real;
ashes,
long before
they touch the ground.