IN ONE of those streetcars <br />named desire <br />one shall glean <br />that truth hurts sometimes <br />and even kills <br /> <br />it would have been better <br />if <br />out of respect for life <br />one simply should have been more <br />gentler <br />about the harsh truths <br />about others <br /> <br />we can be harsh on ourselves <br />because we are not afraid to die.<br /><br />RIC S. BASTASA<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-harsh-truths-about-other-people/
