A Tongue

A tongue is a double sided sword
For a fire can be started with a word
Once rolled into motion they evolve
Most problems made a sound can solve
Ablaze a word can spread like wild
When positive it seems like God smiled
Unfortunately this has an alternative
When it comes to evil words all negative
Ironically the swords sharp at both ends
Because a fight follows the same trends
One side no sharper then the last
Getting stabbed is never a blast
Humanity can be called with a speech
Someone can be allowed to leech
Dedications can be voiced loudly
Declarations can be made proudly
The power must be contained always
For it can always hurt or help our days
A tongue without restriction scares
Causing us to feel like no one cares.

My Passion

What is my passion?  Does it matter?  Nope.

My passion is to care for others, be counselor and comforting,
Maybe try to educate and change something,
But in life as in death there is no right or wrong,
Just as people we are forced to get along.

I know that I like certain things and that I have varying levels of interest but what I really have passion for currently is irrelevant because I know that it will be different in time.  That means that I should focus on something that will affect others and their passions rather then my own.  People are impressionable and I want my impression to be positive. Therefore, I will write about something mental, philosophical or imaginary, just to force people to think.  In the end, who cares?