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Mar 2012
Sometimes I may seem harsh,
my words may ring untrue.
But know that I would not lie,
I seek only what is best for you.

It is not your tears I seek,
and I hate to see you cry.
So wipe those tears away,
and dry your weary eyes.

My intentions are pure,
whether you realize this or not.
I speak the words you need to hear,
to clarify your hasty thoughts.

Sometimes, you see, your actions are rash,
and you sometimes forget to think things through.
It is then, I know, you need me most,
to help to make things clear for you.

It is not my aim to cause you pain,
nor is it my aim to please.
But only to enlighten you,
on all of these things I see.

And you can condemn me if you wish,
should that be your desire.
But I will nevertheless be around,
an arm outstretched into the fires.

Sometimes I must let you fall,
it must be so to help you learn.
Sometimes I must speak the truth,
but I am not blind to the fact it hurts.

But know that I do love you so,
you are a part of me.
You are in every inch of my heart,
I’d give my life to see you happy.

So forgive me if I cause you grief,
but know there is reason for what I do.
I can’t always be a hero,
sometimes a villain is needed too.
I wrote this poem for my nieces and nephews...whom I often lecture, but never without reason. Sometimes, I fear, they think I aim only to hurt - which, of course, is not the case. Enjoy.
John Chris Risner
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