I Bite My Tongue

It tastes like compassion

For those who are afraid

To hear unpleasant truths

I bite my tongue

To cease my speech

What I might verbalize

Makes zero difference

To others, indifferent

From seeing themselves in

Their surrounding mirrors

Besides, who am I to make

Opinionated observations

Of stuff in all likelihood I

Might be wrong about anyway



Why, you ask?



Because a long time ago

I recall a Charles Schultz

Peanut’s cartoon where

Lucy and Linus exchange



Lucy: “I just think I have a knack for seeing other people’s faults.”

Linus: “What about your own faults?”

Lucy: “I have a knack for overlooking them…”




“Some people find fault like there is a reward for it.”

― Zig Ziglar




“No reward is worth this!”

— Han Solo



The reward is in remaining silent

Recognizing the outcome

Remains exactly the same

Saving precious valuable words

Exhausted breath, a tired tongue

Scratchy throat and vocal chords



The walk away is knowing that

You have not strayed away

From betraying your divinity

It is also listening to the universe

Telling me to zip my lip

Which sounds as painful as

Biting my tongue, but at least

I can keep my mouth shut

In order to swallow my words





“The only way to
Change the game
Is to stop playing”


– Angelo Devlin