If Tomorrow Never Comes

Oh to wake; to see; to be blessed by the grace of another day.

For with words fitly spoken, so like unto apples of gold are they.

Yet the vileness and perversion of this world grows out of hand.

Words of hate spew forth like a tepid rain; assured ugliness grips the land.

Lies fall from politicians lips with ease, husband unto wife the same it seems.

Words are cast forth without thought of meaning or consequence.

For once parts the lips, so then doth the heart reveal in essence.

Words have power for they can heal, or of joy to forever steal.

Thus let not the sun go down upon your wrath,

For what if tomorrow should never come, what if those words un-fitly spoken lay in the silence of night?

What if when on the morrow you shall wake and a life’s chapter is closed and done?

What if tomorrow never comes?

J. Allen Wilson © 7/6/2010

·       All too often we say things that we do not mean. Things that hurt others, things are mean. Yet once spoken, these hurtful words take wings. Once they are released, they can never again be retrieved. Soon the damage is done.

Death and life are in the power of the tongue: and they that love it shall eat the fruit thereof. Proverbs 18:21