poison

welcome to my world where everybody judges me with an evil thought, 

 i wonder what happens to the good thoughts

how great the mighty forest has been set ablaze by a small fire...

thought is small, 

act is big

but you can act up without thinking

i am the little member of my body but i boast of greats things

the cycle of nature

everything i will become, 

 i would have been is in my thought,

 later to be spoken by my tongue.

i caution my taught to tame my tongue, 

 for in me is a restless evil, full of deadly poison 

perhaps my people never care how to make use of it

 

Love

Jane Influence