September 8, 2013 Call Me Cynical – A Tanka 6 Comments Call me cynical For not having faith in you Lies have tainted me Asking to trust what you know Haven’t we done this before ~ ~~Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~ Share this: Click to share on X (Opens in new window) X Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Click to share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Click to print (Opens in new window) Print Like Loading... Related Posted by Dom DiFrancesco in Poetry Tagged: death, dying, evidence, Iraq, lies, poem, poetry, secrets, Syria, tanka, WMD
Tis the liar with taint Consumed by their lie do not take Upon their burden Or fate As you know Their word you Can’t take ~ Trust but verify Reply
Absolutely my friend, although when trust has been broken, those that ask are viewed as crying wolf. Reply
Yeah, I’ve just never been concerned what people think about me all that much. So I say what I think, and let the chips fall pretty much. Sometimes they fall on me.;)
Tis the liar with taint
Consumed by their lie
do not take
Upon their burden
Or fate
As you know
Their word you
Can’t take
~ Trust but verify
Absolutely my friend, although when trust has been broken, those that ask are viewed as crying wolf.
Yeah, I’ve just never been concerned what people think about me all that much.
So I say what I think, and let the chips fall pretty much.
Sometimes they fall on me.;)
I am with you, I have been pelted with chips myself, but hey…that’s life. Be well my friend. :)
Yes, no one is born a cynic
Thank you Eric.