Babble

Speak now

Or forever hold your peace

Say your piece

Of that which you speak

Words that flow from your lips

Splash upon many ears

Speak your mind

But mind your speech

That which can be the sharpest blade

Or the most soothing balm

Our most useful asset

The tongue

Of many tongues

The tongue of tongues

Speaking in tongues

Be they forked or tied

Their grip our vice

Sticks and stones

May break your bones

But words

Will cling to your heart

They express that which we feel

But to express such feelings words are obsolete

The stronger the word

The more uncertain the feeling

The stronger the feeling

The more uncertain of which words to chose

In an effort to achieve ultimate expression

The vastness of feelings have been confined to mere words

Their magnitude cannot be put in any box

Bound to any mouth

Captive to any tongue

True feelings are speechless