The Unguarded Word

Unguarded words uttered in careless haste,
Or harshly spat, with anger's venom filled;
The words that tell of hatred, hard and chilled,
Or gossip when the victim shan't be faced,
Reveal the speaker's soul, bereft of care.
And with harsh words seeds of ill will are sown,
For in those careless moments truth is shown:
True feelings of the speaker's heart laid bare.
And in that instant, words, like birds, have fled,
Like wind-blown dust, can never be called back;
Those arrows with their pointed cruel attack.
One wishes they might never have been said.
But when the heart has purer things interred
There is no need to fear th'unguarded word.

© Tom Chapman 2012