If you lie

or err

and lie louder

to hide the last one

those lies will hang

heavy

in bags

around your neck

and ankles

as you back down the cliff

 no hands

blindfolded

no net

and we’ll watch

and wait

for your fall.

.,.,.,..,,,….,.,.,.,.,.,.,.,.,.,.,.,,.,.,.,..,.,.,.,..,,.,.,.

But like trust

a rope

can catch you

and help you

before it snaps.

Though frayed and weak

it can be mended

with truth

admission

apology.

The repair threads

for the rope

say

I’m sorry

I was wrong

I’ll be more careful

It won’t happen again

I promise

My word is good.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

And we’ll try

to believe you

because

humans

need

and want

to trust

so we can sleep

and hope

and laugh again.

So we can

breathe

and rest

and live

again.

Apologize.

Think before you speak.

Ask for and follow advice.

Consider others before yourself.

Do your job.


Inspired by a poem by my teenage daughter called “Trust is a Rope” ~2000

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