You call on me <br />You worry on me <br />With all your empty lies. <br />Then you want me to respect <br />Whatever you decide. <br /> <br />Why can't you do <br />What you say yourself. <br />Then I can have graceful time <br />For the rest of my life <br />Thats left. <br /> <br />What decisions for me <br />Are you capable of making <br />When you can't respect them <br />Even a little for yourself <br />OK so we need a little help. <br /> <br />I have a full length mirror <br />I visit at home each day. <br />It reflects my dignity <br />And integrity <br />Also the things I've had to say. <br /> <br />It always tells the truth <br />It never covers up <br />Just because its me. <br />It doesn't tell what I wish to hear <br />But it shows it knows me sho'nuf. <br /> <br />The Call For Truth Is Out <br />To everybody on the planet. <br />If we would just stop <br />To take a deep look into the mirror <br />And not faint but be able to stand it. <br /> <br />The world cries for good character <br />Built upon a foundation of stamina. <br />Measured for your very best <br />From the position where you are <br />Now grip it go forth and handle it.<br /><br />Cecelia Weir<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-call-for-truth-is-out/
