I’m tired
thankfully, not sick-and-tired
but the world is working on that
Tired of being lied to by young and old alike
as though someone had something to hide from me
even after these months and years
Lied to that their qualifications are not as they seemed
lied to about responsibility and blame laying
versus cooperation and team work
Lied at about relationships that seemed to have no end
until they did
then lied to further still about new beginnings
with promise of future bright.
Lied to about hope, tenacity, hard work
honesty, closing time, last call, caloric content
receipt of goods and services
Lied to about death and taxes being the only two things certain
for I have found – and I’m getting tired of it all -
that being lied to is not only a certainty
in some cases it is a constant.
One of those days when the moments added up into something. The something then added up to what you needed to write. They come and go, those days and I try not to miss them when they arrive.
