Questions
How many have taken an oath of peace,
to fall so short, and their promise breached?
How many can talk a pretty good talk,
but the shoes they follow, unable to walk?
How many want power, to sit so high,
only to fall short, in the watchers eye?
How many speak words, that make them shine,
only to be dulled, when cornered, they whine?
How many have a vision, within ones reach,
only to derail, when profits, they keep?
How many are able, to follow through,
with being honest, in the works they do?
How many believe, how many deceive,
how many , these are some questions,
for you, and me.
Copyright © Christy Hardy | Year Posted 2007
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