It does not matter if you are right.
It matters that you show you are human.
It does not matter that you are wrong,
If you have shown your compassion.
It matters not your race, orientation, or religion.
And I will distance myself
If those characteristics
Matter to you.
Never believe words, parlayed around
Like racket balls,
Are unable to injure another.
Participation in such a conversation
Seems gay and harmless
Until words strike too close
To an open wound
And the game continues
As if nothing of consequence occurred
As you sit stunned
Bandaging your emotional wounds.
A breach of trust has occurred.
Trust in your fellow man,
Trust in the cardinal rule of friendship-
Do no harm.
Trust, gone in the time it took
For someone to wander into a territory
Uninformed of the subject matter
Yet forging ahead, clueless, driving a tank full of
The intention to expand each other’s horizons
With the gift of debate and free speech
Like a McDonald’s hamburger lying flattened in the parking lot
Of a convenience store
On a bright, hot July day.
Trust is earned
And easily breached.
Betrayal, much easier to commit,
Than trust is to gain
Loss of trust in a belief, or a person, or both
Leaves a blackness in the atmosphere
Like the scene of Passover
In a Charlton Heston movie.
It permeates one’s soul.
My mind holds a mental funeral
For lost trust
Late at night as the sorrow lies with me
And dreams of betrayal threaten to overtake me.
To forgive or forget
This is the question the sleeping mind will answer,
Sleep, my friend, sleep.
4/13/19 Toni Leedy