Honesty, by Francisco R Vernet

Francisco R Vernet

Honesty

Suspicious minds get to the bare-naked truth

(Some personal thoughts follow)

I doubt man’s integrity

I doubt human integrity

I may kill

I may lie

I may abduct...

I may irritate

I may emancipate

I may elude

I may dilute

Are you still there?

Want to hear more?

What about human integrity...

I may deny

I may toss it aside

I may emulate

I may laugh at you!

I may not be there for you...

I may ask for too much

I may take it all away from you

Why?

Just because....

I turned human...

Can we be friends?

After all, this is just us.

When it seems that there’s too many words yet to be said

Just turn the page...

Let your heart guide your hand... grab a pen

Let us hear the melody of the beating of your heart

When the day has come to an end

And the sun goes to bed

Let the night fill you again

Just say a prayer for us all

Let´s pray for those who had already left...

If I ever lose the trail

Let your song guide me home again...

If I ever lose my faith in you

Let your smile guide me to the light again

And, if I ever lose my senses...

Let your love drive me(?) home... again.

Can we be friends?

This poem was published on my second book... Still like Yesterday, when lobing you tasted sweeter than drinking your blood. (2013)

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