By J. T. Blackstone This I believe that words are things And when they are spoken they have wings That carry them to hearts and minds. If evil false or true and kind. Each word we speak contains a thought And by it good or evil wrought It may go to some remote spot To leave a blessing or a blot. And not a word can be called back For as they go they leave their tracks. So choose with care the words you tweak, For from the heart the mouth does speak. Those secret thoughts your very own, Will come to light and be made known. They'll come to light for all to see, For as one thinks, then so is he. If we would all clean up our minds, Our words would then be true and kind. Consider this before too late That love brings love and hate bring hate!