I do not always know
where these things come from,
but I have learned to listen, write and share.
Hope it finds where it needs to go.
And, as always, please let me know whatcha think ...
Tapestry of Truth
by Lyn Marinello
Have you ever stopped, perhaps,
for a moment just to think,
of the hate within your words
or the poison in your ink?
You're not present in the moment,
you sit lofty on your perch,
choosing points you want to lean on,
then arrogantly besmirch.
You think your money gives you leverage
to speak of things you're unaware,
insist that everyone should follow
the delusions that you share.
You demand that wrongs be righted,
that we should all be wrought with guilt.
Your vista is the only one
in the tiny, narrow world you've built.
You request we pay attention,
but, my dear, you're not "all that,"
and your bland and baseless rantings
are just truly falling flat.
Maybe, in the morning,
as you stand atop your hill,
you'll have a bite of reality ~
it's an occasionally bitter pill.
In all your finger-pointing,
as you prepare another post,
it might be wise to see the whole
of that in which you're so engrossed.
Please ponder that your info
may be just a tad askew,
and the root of some of these issues
may begin with folks like you ~
who believe they know the facts,
but just consume what they are fed,
and without haste or caution
pull at every loosened thread
until the tapestry of truth
sits unraveled and all frayed
because it doesn't suit your narrative
or your failed attempts to persuade.
