Monday, July 8, 2024

Tell Us

Tell us, child, what happened
So we can understand
How you ended up in this mess,
Accidentally or by your own hand.
Did you use the common sense
That resides inside your skull,
Or did you make a decision
That proves your wits are dull?
Don't beat around the bush;
Explain, without omission.
The truth is what we're after,
Not some made-up rendition.
We know it may be difficult;
Consequences may be tough.
Go on, tell us what happened—
We've waited long enough.
 
© 2024 Teresa Miles Kephart

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