Monday, July 18, 2011

Family Farm...

Sometimes the Truth is glaring,
     written in pen you cannot erase,
staring unblinking, unthinking,
     as plain as the nose on your face
At other times
     it is a wisp of smoke;
a subtle twist, a gentle joke
     And sometimes a not so gentle poke
to startle us  awake...

And just what does it take
     to make you wee what's right?
How obstinate can you be
     or do you just like to fight?
Is it Ego that makes you ball your fists
     and try to take control?
But when the barn is on fire
     it's time to let the animals go...

2 comments:

  1. written sometime within the last year... this alludes to family history and issues... peace

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