words spoken reflect
what's in hearts
envy greed lust
some deadly sins
saucy words spin
sardonic laughter
heard through the rafters
a fate of her own demise
a grieving widow
may she never be
never a pathos thought she
for the widow she had no sympathy
words meandering through her head
spew out like a serpents sardonic plague
intents on stomping hearts
with saucy words she spread
best to distant oneself
from her deadly charms
imagine the pain and harm
from the bitter words
scandalizing innocent
there can be no splendor
in wrath she renders
You know the kind
need I not remind
keep your distant
live and let live
and forgive and not relive
imagine a world of bliss
away from the snake's hiss