Where were we the moment
when we imbued hatred and contempt?
On a rocky path in the forest of life,
Thoughtless children with no compass.
I can not recall specific places, though
I’m fairly certain our selves was shipwrecked.
No one is ever innocent,
And all those tales told
can not fully be believed, and
No one but the liar is relieved,
And I’m not sure fables are always spot on.
So let’s talk awhile about who we are now,
And reminisce about all those ugly nights.
You were the wolf, I the fox.
How good did we mistreat each other?
There was time long ago we were married in red,
Erratic, lonely shepherds of dishonesty.
Time marched, bringing out the the impostor,
Disguises are no longer a necessity.
Some liars are sentenced to a stunted growth,
Abandoned inside their own mouthy delusions,
To bask in their own self righteous judgements,
So be it, unmasked, I attempt to trust and to rest.