Hateful in the guise of helping out
isn't being that way at all
People see your true motives.
Kindness brings out flourishes the soul
Things get done
People smile they thrive...
Doing things with a sword in one hand
A rose in another
Causes confusion.
Nobody will excel when being belittled
They will drive a wedge inside the heart
Wedges are tricky they aren't easily removed.
They are made to fit
Made to fit tightly
Bridge the gap, a gap that could be filled with kindness.
Take your carefully written words of help
Move to the next person
I'm strong enough to see through you.
Splinter your forked tongue
On your next victim
Don't leave a salve for healing.
You leave an acid tongue
In the words of being thoughtful
You don't want anybody to succeed.
Their success
Could mean your failure...
Curb your tongue be a kind soul we need more of them.
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