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April 25, 2014

 

Silence

 

Perhaps you are right

perhaps I could have spoken more kindly

or have spoken not at all

But she had maligned my God

whom I so highly adore

and had misled my dear ones

whom I so dearly love

How could I not rebut these lies

or not remain the man I am

 

Did you notice my words

said nothing to the slander

of her ridicule of my person

That I cared less for myself

than for my God and my dear ones

than for Truth?

 

Yet I continue to wonder

if more was afoot than seemed

For your rebuke was solely to me

As if I were sole instigator of this grief

As if I alone had spoken unseemly

I'd had higher faith in you

than to overlook oft shown care

than to overlook oft spoken praise

than to call out but one of the several

who may have spoken wrong that day

What of the one, who thinks me a fool?

What of the other, who thinks I care not?

What of the friend, spewing lies as truth

whom you rose to defend?

Why did you not rebuke them?

As you had rebuked me

As you had accused me of judging

As you had called me unloving

 

Why did you do this thing this way

and push me into silence

 


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