Trust MeA Poem by ConstanceJust a quick spurt of free verse that wove itself onto the pageSilence is the burden of truth betrayed Passion in the end is never a promise Not everything really happens with reason- Yet the authors and poets will promise all, Claim to betray the silence with holy truths And hold tight their passion, without any end While attempting to give reasons for everything
Humility can be as ugly as vanity you know Posession's not a thing worth striving for at all Not everything comes to you with experience Yet the leaders and saints will try to say Vanity is the deadliest of sins, humility pure Keeping you down to the sorrow of dispossession While failing to teach, always expecting you to know
Knowledge is not power, but how to spurn need of it Reality is not given to everyone in equal portions Not everything in this world is explicable with words Yet the speech-makers and false? prophets will ever try To make you believe knowledge is only its own end That reality is the same for everyone, if you're sane While vainly trusting they've said it all with only words
Question every word you hear, and half of what you speak Things aren't always what they seem to be, losing in translation You will never know everything, but damned if you mustn't try Yet the world will keep turning without any you or any we Honestly, you shouldn't even trust what I have to say Only words, as actions I can't make before your eyes While sitting here vainly trusting I've shown you with words
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4 Reviews Added on June 25, 2008 AuthorConstanceA Small Town in, KSAboutI write about my past, my own real experiences. Even my poetry is inspired by my life. I was, I suppose, born writing, making up stories and rhymes from about when I started to speak, but had to wait .. more..Writing
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