| There’s a pollution that’s so imperceptible , |
| Barely detectible, seen as acceptable , |
| It’s infiltrated our homes, and our schools , |
| Our offices, neighborhoods, even our shuls , |
| No one’s protected it strikes unexpectedly , |
| Affecting us separately and collectively , |
| Seen it before and yet we still forget , |
| Letting down our guard to this dangerous threat, |
| It’s not in the water, its not in the air , |
| It’s not underground, yet it’s found everywhere , |
| And throughout the week, there’s a risk of a leak , |
| Each time that we open our mouth up to speak , |
| The toxin I’m touching on is Lashon Hara , |
| That evil speech, reaching, where ever we are a , |
| Person should be concerned with contamination , |
| Creeping and seeping into each conversation , |
| But we can fight back if we all make a pact , |
| To practice this mitzvah and clean up our act , |
| With our powers combined, let’s try to refine , |
| Our minds and words, one line at a time
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