Soapy Tongue

Mother,

Now please do tell me,

my tongue was meant for words,

was it not?

Remember when you said,

"Do not lie or say dirty words,

or I shall wash your tongue with soap"

I was young then.

Now I see what you meant.

But is this world,

the same as I had been born?

Had not everyone had,

mother as you?

They musn't have,

lies are casual,

lies are beneath your bed,

their filth creeping onto your pillow.

The world is polluted.

Mother,

I shall save you,

from such harm.

Take away the lies,

the dirty mud upon a tongue.

And cleanse it,

with truth.

We shall embrace again,

smile at our neighbor,

and purify our words. 

Closer to you,

I shall be.

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