Family Farm...

Sometimes the Truth is glaring,
written in pen you cannot erase,
Staring unblinking, unthinking,
as plain as the nose on my face
At other times,
it is a wisp of smoke;
a subtle twist, a gentle joke,
a sometimes not so gentle poke
to startle us awake...
and just what does it take
to make you see what's right,
how obstinate can you be
or do you just like to fight?
Is it Ego that makes you ball your fist
and try to take control
but when the barn is on fire
it's time to let the animals go...
               05-25-10