Silence, Please

What's up with all of this judgemental bullshit?
I, for one, am not growing in it.
Give me some rose colored glasses,
when I ponder the masses.

No flowers bloom, from poisoned lips
spilling hatred; the sun is eclipsed
in darkness - we will all lose our way,
if we don't consider, the words we say.

If one's neighbor, does you no harm,
who are you, to sound an alarm
and speak aloud, for all to hear,
'tis a family of monsters - for all to fear!

Good Lord, hold your tongue!
Or, it will surely be you, who next, is hung!