Honesty
Honesty
Is omission dishonest, a deliberate deception,
Or is it a weapon, to use at my discretion?
To be open and honest of all of my flaws.
Or build walls, fences, barricades and doors?
I sit and I ponder just how much of me,
Is acceptable to divulge, or keep mystery?
Is knowing me enough; face value, to you
Will we come un stuck, if honesty’s the glue?
With whom do I entrust the lock to my key,
Or from whom do a guard my inner sanctity?
Should my life be laid open, naked and bare,
For all passers by who choose to stop and stare?
What if I leave one or two things out,
Does that give you the right to scream and shout?
If I accept my past journeys and allow you to see,
Can you say you won’t judge, with full clarity?
Life is not simple, a flat sea, a calm breeze.
The roads less travelled, some travel with ease.
So I ask once more,
Is honesty a trait or is it a flaw,
To be used as a weapon or settle a score?
Copyright © Alunamda Yokwe | Year Posted 2019
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