When a Speaker Listens
You lied with your lips
But your eyes were wet with a truth.
Your heart was beating for a truth.
I ponder, even after several dusk and dawn,
Where that courage emanated from
To deceive yourself and lie to the world.
It must have been an ordeal to abandon your vows.
Yet you proffered, “They were just words”.
Remind yourself though, when the gloom grips you tight in a forlorn night,
Some live by words, and other die by them.
And please pledge to not belittle words,
Not because someone will live or die by them,
But because you’re the speaker.