poetry of Capt Jack

[Capt Jack]

truth

be careful what you ask for
it just might be yours
truth is a thing you should be respectful of
for it can have very sharp edges and should be handled with great care
both giving and receiving

a dose of reality like roundhouse kick to the skull
it can leave you dazed and wondering what just happened

it can light the fires of understanding and care
and bring two people closer with its unyeilding power,
or tear the still beating heart from your chest for all to see

sometimes both

the truth does not pretend. it does however stand still long enough to get a good look at it and everything it can reveal. hearing truth and understanding what was meant dont always happen at the same time. reflection, rethought, recall and review can show many facets that werent aparrent when the initial impact is felt and a mind slams shut in reflex.

what feels at first to be a slap in the face can turn to a gentle caress and a plea for understanding and patience.
what feels at first to be the deepest of cuts can be a cut that reveals something hidden that needs to be shown the light of day before it festers and ruins all it touches.

it can renew and revive
it can mame and destroy
it can make a blind man see
a deaf man hear
a child smile
or a grown man cry

so, use it wisely. sadly, its often easier said than done.


anyway, enough of that.





(ok so, a poem its not. I have my reasons for needing to get this all out.
feel free to ignore it.)