We live our lives from day to day
We go about our work and play
We laugh and joke with words we say
Not knowing what they do

So often words that we will speak
Will open wounds within the weak
Their toxic sound makes hearers weep
In quiet solitude

I come to you this Easter morn
I pray that your words will be warm
That they will not bring any harm
To those you meet today

Guard carefully the things you say
Make sure they never bring dismay
May only good words be your way
From now forevermore

In response to the daily prompt Toxic