Words are just words unless
There is meaning attached to
Them. I hear pleading and when
Met, the words are as silent as
The action is still. They were a tool
And those who took pity were fools.
The learn the difficult way while the
One who fooled goes to the high
Ground and sings a song of victory.
There is always a day of reckoning,
And we are apt to hear the words
All over again, because lessons are
Not learned easily. The pleading
Falls on ears which do not wish to
Hear, because they are listening for
Something new and do not have
Time to waste on those who cry,
“wolf” too often.
Stanski
October 18, 2023, ^