I was told
To tell the truth
But only if
It doesn't hurt people

A little girl
Sidles up to her Mamma
Mama, why shan't I not lie,
When it makes you so cry?

A Mamma is questioned
By a young un' with a little more sense
Than grown ups could ever wish to achieve

A beautiful woman replies,
To her small child with a smile and sheds a tear
Because her baby girl
Speaks with no fear
Of her already questioning conscience

Oh, baby.
I love you.
But please,
Carry on being you,
Because you have an entire lifetime,
To make boys cry.
Do you understand, baby girl?

*Yes, Mama.
Speak the truth-
Make boys cry a salty tear,
And feel no remorse.