Names
the truth is in the rhyme
of sticks and stones and
things are said all the time
that bleed us 'cause we let 'em
the truth is, that the truth hurts
yet we suffer too, the lie
spoken words thoughtlessly blurted
mistold, mistaken, or misapplied
so what adage do we use to heal
pride bruised from hurtful taunt
good self-esteem and spirit reveal
a self-worth free from want
bones to pick, and stones to toss
won't allow regard to get across
© Goode Guy 2012-12-07
Copyright © Goode Guy | Year Posted 2012
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