Passing Sentences

You pass sentences with your words,
Judge me by my sense,
Even though you stole my grasp
In unfair recompense,
For my toiling to comprehend
For my failing to know why,
What to say when words evade me
Or, when placed within a lie.

Before I bite the bait again
And hook with bloodied mouth,
Before I gather flocks of words
And send them flying south,
Tell me did I really see,
The forking of your tongue?
Were you split in what you said
Before the swan song sung?

Words can shine reflections
Or blank like blackout shutters.
They can be the wings that free us
Or trash us to the gutters.
When I think and when I speak
I need light to lead my way.
There are things that mean so much to me
And much I need to say.

If I appear to seem unkind to you
Or if you feel rejected,
My thoughts will never shut you out
It’s my heart that needs protected.
Try to hear behind my words.
If you listen for the feeling,
I’ll send you loving kindness
Beyond my sentence meaning.