Slap that jaw of yours, make it tell the truth.
Train it like a dog; humorless, severe.
Stop preening your veneer and feigning youth.
To everyone but you, it's all too clear
that Ego's mafia still works your strings.
Just like the Hydra's heads vying control,
your thrashing selves will say spurious things
whose fiction gags and shames a decent soul.
Don't flex those lips until you're sure you know
precisely what and why your words are for.
The things you say can make Goliath grow
till David's stones will only make him sore.
The task of angels and saints, is your goal;
disempower the buffoon, and gain your soul.
Live your life on purpose, attend each move,
and living will in every way improve.