Sharp remarks

A voice so shrill and blunt.
Bent on on being right.
A tongue so sharp and hard.
A tongue like a knife.
Become proud and faultless and tell us...
How we should live our lives.
A voice so indignant restrained in spirit.
No doubts in the conclusion, promise, swear it.
A voice so carried by anger, dare to share it?
Outrage in every word, dear dear.
Some kind of message, a popular idea heard.
Settle and reflect.
Rest that tired mouth.
Life´s a giant spec, not a simple answer now.
Life´s alittle light a little dark,
Life´s alittle grey in a way, somehow.
Never in need of some quick judgement...
Some divine conclusion, not requiring sharp remarks.
Put away lofty ideas, contrasts fade like skin will.
Anothers shoes can be awkward, so let the tongue find reason and not the point of a knife.