Untold truths are just lies
Posted: June 21, 2010 at 3:47 pm
the clock’s hands stand still
time stops as the world spins
the path to happiness is up hill
true happiness isn’t counting wins
time stops as the world spins
the path to happiness is up hill
true happiness isn’t counting wins
shake it up to start the clock
steady hands become twitching eyes
she waits as I take stock
secret truths untold are just lies.
I haven’t titled this poem and I’m not sure I will. What I do know is that I find the last line very disturbing (and I wrote it). I’m a little uneasy with the thought that if I hold back a truth I am for all intents and purposes lying. Lying is (according to one definition from Augustine) a deception with intent to harm. Is withholding truths that aren’t asked for deceiving?
Anyway, just some thoughts…and I needed to post something because it has been quiet around here lately.