Speak Slow

You're a baby in a man's body
You've never had to fight
The battle always stayed away
 And you have always been right.

But baby don't you come
To the place you thought was home
Cause it'll be a lot harder
Than the paths you already roam.

You look down your nose at me
Your wisdom overwhelms
I've crawled down the paths of life
You've flown past each hard realm

I cringe at every word you speak
Each humble exortation
Because whether right or wrong its wrong
When you have no compassion.

Everybody has hard times,
And everyone thinks they know.
Yours are quite a bit different than mine,
So when you speak, speak slow.