Who’s to know the truth that spirals from his lips?
One thing was declared to me and another was imparted to everyone else.
Who’s to say his words meant anything at all?
His heart’s intent was obscure and elusive.
His tongue is sliced in the middle.
His integrity is slim.
His acquaintance with commitment is imaginary.
Duplicity….
Chaos….
Dishonesty…
All desirable afterall?
Who’s to know the truth but God and him?
~Kristy C. Artmann~ © 2008
Most intresting write, Represents some sort of betrayal...?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
It is about betrayal Howard. Thanks for your comment. Take care! ~Kristy~