Communication, The Key - Poem by ArmourQuill Hunter
It is a sad, the social state-of-affairs,
When there's no forgiveness from the heart.
Such egos' web, behind such shallow pride,
As if in others we see- “what in ourselves” couldn’t be-.
By refusing the truth- patterns of illusion are set;
Thus, filling our lives with ‘fear and regret...’
For Communication- “that's the key…! ”
So the only justification for marriage should be:
“Two helping each other to be-, the best that they can be...”
We see conversing as a wall, instead of a bridge to mend a-gap.
We see love to end ‘all’ needs; not ‘honor’ to share life's map.
We see commitment, in a fast pace rat-race, as unrealistically true.
We'd rather love for the moment, or night, than be responsible too!
Yet, in history's mirror, if love we see (as patterns of our kin) ,
We reject what we ‘hated -, ’ yet still think that we’ll win.
All the while, history repeats itself “again and again.”
To be transparent-, is that the key...?
Won’t others, then, take advantage of you and me?
Ok, how-about a somewhat open-book…!
For those 'trustworthy-' an even closer look.
Still, jealous seed are within the heart of the ‘insecure...’
Help may be “the sunny-side of relationships but “control is the lure.”
Perhaps, ones who don't know themselves- “don't even take a peek! ”
For they believe their fish stories and make you- “hide-or-seek! ”
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