Guilt and Honour

Attacks on my honour
Skeletons dug up and dressed in guilt
Light bent and perspective smudged
By the answer they want to see
Shall I argue, point out right from wrong
Oppose passion with passion
And with the sharpness of my sword
Cut them down to size?
Or just smile and say
You have all the answers and I none
Or let silence do my work
Let the judgers be judged in turn
Minds that cannot rest
Until they think they have won
Then more battles they must find
Enjoy it! That endless toil, I think
Then catch the same thought in myself
And smile; we’re all the same
Inside

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4 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Sanah
    May 18, 2013 @ 22:16:13

    Haters should be your greatest motivators ! πŸ™‚

    Reply

  2. ron
    May 21, 2013 @ 09:15:10

    very much like a lesson i learned in the “unfettered mind” many years ago.

    thank you for the gentle reminder that the skill to kill is not the only skill to live! πŸ™‚

    Reply

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