You wield the sword of truthfulness
and with it pierce my heart
Demonstrating that my judgment
was in error from the start
Maybe honesty is not the best policy after all?
But what you fail to see
that I have known all along
Is when one’s actions match their words
the truth is never wrong.
It’s when there is duplicity
that some concealment may be needed
when the rules of common decency
and community are not heeded.
Though you serve me boldly now
A plate of open-faced bitter I cannot digest…
I’ll walk away, with my head held high
leaving you to drown in your mire and suggest…
Perhaps… honesty is the best policy after all!
©April 9, 2014