Who’s to know the truth that spirals from his lips? <br /> <br />One thing was declared to me and another was imparted to everyone else. <br /> <br />Who’s to say his words meant anything at all? <br /> <br />His heart’s intent was obscure and elusive. <br /> <br />His tongue is sliced in the middle. <br /> <br />His integrity is slim. <br /> <br />His acquaintance with commitment is imaginary. <br /> <br />Duplicity…. <br />Chaos…. <br />Dishonesty… <br /> <br />All desirable afterall? <br /> <br />Who’s to know the truth but God and him? <br /> <br />~Kristy C. Artmann~ © 2008<br /><br />Kristy Artmann<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/truth-91/
