Witchdoctor's Storybook

Poem #226 - This poem is a a reflection on the honest truth about honesty.

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   Joshua Brown

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If I could write a storybook

To children past my time

And tell them of the power

Of the brave and cautious guy

I'd tell them of the wallops

That the enemy unfurled

Upon the good and righteous

And the little innocent world

Of children in their childness

Those tiny little souls

With eager minds to figure out

The ways on which to grow

Climbing in the treehouse

Up high away from hell

Only then to stumble

Awake he did to will.

What was that paradise

From which he did descend

Into abyss of silence

Away from all his friends?

His scrotum kicked in hatred

Of the poor low life survived

Betrayed by her who noticed

And "loved" although he lied.

Roaring to distract them

From the pain I gave to they

Because by time I withered

From the greed I chose to stay

Smile at the kingdom 

Stolen just by sloth

In pretended joy and pleasure

By the men who wore the cloth

Just another empty husk

Of voodoo noise and rage

That birthed to life a child

Then he turned a brand new page

Lies. 

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📅 Written September 18, 2024

📍 Written at Joshua's work along the West Toll Gate Creek

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We are all tempted to obfuscate the truth, with truth. Oh, to be perfectly honest! But surely this perfect honesty would drive us all to some indescribable madness. 

Instead we should aim to walk some middle ground, holding ourselves accountable for the lies that we told in the past that have misdirected people about life or how relationships work while at the same time seeking to understand that there are plenty of people who held some responsibility to challenge us and charge us to tell the truth before it became a stumbling block, and they didn't.

So get up, dust yourself off, contemplate for a moment on the lies by omission that you may have "told" and keep going. Tell your stories. Share your wisdom. Stop lying.

a Joshua Brown poem #226 "Witchdoctor's Storybook"

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