Laying It On The Line Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Laying it on the line.
Time is too precious not to!
At least mine.
Saying it like it is,
And having it be done...
Saves unwelcomed misunderstandings.
And interpretations,
Others are willing to share...
Of what is not there!
But they dare to create and spoil.

Maturity helps one to see things more clearly.
Life becomes more defined.
And wasting time beating around the bush?
Does not cushion the truth at all.
Those delays to say what is on one's mind...
Often finds some kind of betrayal being covered up,
For some reason.
For some purpose...
For someone to bask away in dishonesty.
And today so much of that,
Seems to be the thing to do!
Even when it is obvious...
Someone known is being screwed!

It is best to lay it on the line.
Feelings will be hurt.
People are only accustomed,
To dishing dirt on others and tossing it!
To spread quick.
But winds do shift.
And those who do lay it on the line,
Discover they have peace of mind.
And those who do not...
Often are found surrounded by their own sorrows.
Talking about what tomorrow brings!
Even when deception is all they know to offer.