The tongue is there
To utter about
Sweetness,
Bitterness,
And so on.
But you,
Must remain silent
Keeping the tongue
In its place
Intact.
No matter,
Whether the words
Utter is sweet
Or say bitterly.
Nothing would
Change or
Alter anything
That is already
Tight and long.
But worry not,
We are here
To examine and
Do something
For you at least.
Since life
Itself is a knife,
We have to stay
Cautious here.
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