In whispers, let our words be kind,
For judgment’s cloak we shall unwind.
When someone’s absence fills the air,
Speak not of them in words unfair.

In shadows, let compassion thrive,
In every sentence, let it strive.
For when we sow respect and grace,
The bonds of trust we shall embrace.

For tongues that wag in hurtful jest,
Can tarnish hearts and souls unrest.
Instead, let empathy prevail,
And tender thoughts in us unveil.

For silence holds a gentle power,
To bridge the gaps in every hour.
Let’s build a world where words unite,
And honor blooms in darkest night.

So when they’re gone, let’s pledge anew,
To keep their absence sacred, true.
For in our words, their spirit thrives,
And love endures, where darkness dives.